This place falls under the jurisdiction of Beicheng. At this moment, there was only one policeman on duty, and he opened the door unhappily.
Qingqing was a little nervous and said she would not retaliate halfway. Anyway, her side did not suffer a loss, but the other party's people were injured.
Zheng Bajin said, no, I must retaliate.
The police looked at them and saw that they were still carrying their children. They looked again and saw that all four of them were unharmed. They cursed in their hearts: Could they be sick?
However, he saw Zheng Bajin's eyes looking a little unkind, but he did not dare to offend him, so he recorded a confession, casually asked about the appearance of several gangsters, and asked them to go back and wait for notification.
Zheng Bajin listened to Wang Dingmei and Qingqing's descriptions again, and he was already convinced that one of these three people was really Ma Jifu.
It seems that we have to take matters into our own hands, and the police will definitely not be able to count on them.
The reason why I came to report the crime was to make it easier for me to take action. If I accidentally hurt the other party, I could exonerate myself and prove that I was not making trouble unreasonably, but was cooperating with the police to solve the case.
After finishing the notes, Zheng Bajin sent the three women back to their residence and went out overnight.
Qingqing didn't trust him and asked him to go tomorrow, it was already so late now.
"If you have a grudge, you won't stay overnight. I will make him sleepless tonight." Zheng Bajin looked at Qingqing and said, "Don't worry, I have my own sense of discretion."
Don't stay the night if you have a grudge?
Wang Dingmei seemed to appreciate these words and handed Liu Yi to Qingqing and asked her to take care of her. She would follow Zheng Bajin to settle accounts with the enemy.
Of course she understood that in the confrontation just now, the other party took the three women lightly and did not take them seriously, so they were successfully attacked in one fell swoop, hitting the key point and deceiving the enemy. If he comes in an honest way, he is no match for those three men.
Qingqing didn't answer, saying that she wanted to go together. With one more person, she would have someone to take care of her.
Seeing the two women working together, Zheng Bajin smiled faintly and said, "We are not going to fight. It would be inconvenient to have more people. I can go alone. You can rest assured and wait for the good news at home."
Wang Dingmei wanted to say something else, but Zheng Bajin glanced at her and said, "I'll leave them to you. If the enemy dares to come to my house to stir up trouble while I'm away, you'll beat him to death. You must do what he did just now." Make the move successfully and don't give the enemy a chance."
"Don't worry, I will definitely succeed, otherwise, I would have become my son's grandmother long ago!" Wang Dingmei thought about it and felt that Zheng Bajin's arrangement was right and she had to guard against it.
Zheng Bajin smiled, nodded and said, "Well done, I knew I was right about you."
Zheng Bajin did not go to Ma Jifu alone, but went to the mahjong parlor. To deal with people in society, he had to retaliate in kind, so he didn't have to do anything.
At this time, it was already early in the morning, and there were very few pedestrians on the street. From time to time, pairs of men and women walked by each other, and occasionally a rickshaw parked on the side of the road, waiting for customers to come.
Brother Wen was still playing cards. When he saw Zheng Bajin suddenly arriving, he was startled. He stood up and looked at him nervously.
"Don't be nervous. I came to see you today for business." Zheng Bajin waved his hand, took out a hundred-yuan bill and threw it over.
Everyone looked at Zheng Bajin in confusion, and Brother Wen was also a little confused. When did this kid become so generous? Once you make a move, it's a big deal.
"What's the matter?" For the sake of the money, Brother Wen said calmly.
"Find someone for me, and I'll give you a hundred when I find him." Zheng Bajin said calmly, "Go out and talk."
"Everyone, continue!" Brother Wen looked at the young man next to him, asked him to support him, and followed Zheng Bajin out the door.
"Help me find a man named Ma Jifu. This man has a ruthless face and is known as Brother Xiaoma." Zheng Bajin said straightforwardly, "Is there any problem?"
"Xiao Ma? What are you doing with him?" Brother Wen's voice sounded suspicious.
"you know?"
"I've seen it before. I heard that this person has a not-so-simple background. There is a boss behind him. He seems to be from out of town. He just arrived here not long ago. However, he is quite vicious. Don't mess with him if nothing happens." Brother Wen seemed to care that everyone was doing this. People who came from a certain place felt a little sympathy for Zheng Bajin.
"Humph, no matter who he is, as long as he dares to attack the people around me, I won't spare him. You just need to help me find him, and don't worry about the rest." Zheng Bajin said, taking out another hundred yuan and handing it over into his hands.
This sentence sounds very familiar to Brother Wen.
After thinking about it, he gritted his teeth and agreed, asking Zheng Bajin to wait outside while he went in and asked people to inquire.
Zheng Bajin took out a cigarette, lit it, stood under a big tree on the side of the road and started smoking.
At this time, a tricycle pedaled over, stopped in front of Zheng Bajin, and asked: "Boss, do you want to take a ride?"
"Don't sit down!" Zheng Bajin refused.
The man took two steps and did not leave in a hurry. Instead, he stopped less than ten meters away from Zheng Bajin and took out a cigarette to light it.
The business in the evening was originally waiting for him to come out. He seemed to know that Zheng Bajin would definitely take the car.
Zheng Bajin ignored him. He was waiting for news from Brother Wen.
Before he finished smoking a cigarette, Brother Wen came out, glanced around, and said in a low voice: "I found out, this person likes to go to a place called Yingchun Hair Salon next to Yingchun Bridge to wash his hair at night. Now , should still be there.”
"Okay, thank you." Zheng Bajin thought, he even used the Red Building, it must be a good place.
He walked towards the tricycle and the man happily asked him where he was going?
"Rent your tricycle to me and give you a hundred yuan." Zheng Bajin said, took out two hundred yuan and stuffed it into the other person's hand, and said, "Come here to pick it up at dawn."
The man glanced at Zheng Bajin doubtfully. If his car was new, it might cost three or four hundred yuan, but if he transferred it from someone else, it would only cost two hundred yuan.
The most important thing is that you can make a hundred dollars in one night, which is a great deal. Even if he pedals until dark all day, it only costs about twenty yuan. Sometimes he encounters a few fat people who cannot pedal when going uphill, and have to exert great effort to push up.
He readily agreed and watched Zheng Bajin leave with two hundred yuan.
Before leaving, Zheng Bajin took one of his cuckolds and put it on his head, and also put on a pair of black and dirty gloves in the car.
Brother Wen was a little dumbfounded when he saw this wave of operations. He wondered what the deep hatred between Zheng Bajin and the man named Ma was. He actually asked him to invest such a large amount of money, which would cost him one hundred and two hundred yuan.
By the way, isn't it related to the woman around him? He must be wearing a cuckold!
More than ten minutes later, a human-powered tricycle appeared at the entrance of Yingchun Hair Salon. A tall and big rider was half lying on the passenger seat in the back, holding his cuckold low, almost covering half of his face.
In the hair salon, under the pink light, a thinly dressed and tall woman was washing the hair of a customer.
On the sofa behind the mirror, several young girls were sitting. They were taking out a small mirror, turning it over and over, looking at their faces, and applying powder.
This customer has a rough face and doesn't seem to be a friendly person at first glance. He always likes to have different people wash his hair. The already limited resources in the store had already been picked over by him. This tall and charming woman was a shared resource temporarily transferred from other places.
She started to look at this person and felt unhappy in her heart. However, he was generous and gave a tip of fifty yuan in addition to the ten yuan fee for dry shampoo.
He said that if he was satisfied, there would be a special service fee.
Of course, the shampoo fee is nothing. Excluding the store’s commission, it’s only two yuan.
Tips and service charges are different. It's split 50-50, it just depends on how much they give?
