Chapter 954

One of the youths said, "what's the matter with you? You owe me a dozen! Fuck! "

Voice just fell, I have quickly come forward, fly a foot, straight to his chin!

The young man was caught off guard. With a sound of "ah", he leaned back for a while, and a stream of liquid came out of his mouth.

It's not blood. It's saliva.

"Tooth, my tooth, tooth!" The young man felt his mouth and glanced left and right on the ground. It's called "finding teeth all over the place".

All the young people were startled, but still close. The three policemen tried to get close but couldn't get close. They could only shout two times symbolically and took out their walkie talkies to call.

A fierce fight is inevitable!

It seems that the director wants to test my fighting ability. He just holds his arm and looks at it. His face is very calm.

When such a thing happened, the director took his time. Can endure to this position, general, what world has not seen, a do not know heaven and earth thick official second generation, in front of him, calculate what?

In this special atmosphere, I launched a crazy fight with these bad young people.

In fact, these people don't understand fighting at all. They just smash and fight blindly. There is no routine. They attack me with a lot of magic.

I dealt with it nimbly, and put five of them on the ground.

When I fight, I will win one person; when I fight with three fists and five feet, their energy has been almost half destroyed by my fists and feet.

To be exact, a dozen little gangsters who don't know how to fight really can't become any style in front of me. I almost effortlessly cleaned up these bad youths on the ground, some lying on the ground, some shaking their bodies, and they dare not attack any more.

The director nodded with satisfaction and smiled at me indifferently to show his affirmation.

I retreated to the director general, shook my head, shook my shoulders, and held my wrists. "Cool! Sometimes it's nice to fight! "

The director said: "you are so powerful! In this way, it is more suitable for your current identity! " He lowered his voice and said the second half of the sentence, then looked at the fat official second generation.

For a while, I couldn't understand the meaning of the words. I couldn't help but look at him in amazement and think about it again and again.

Seeing this situation, the second generation of officials were even more stunned.

The three policemen didn't close their mouths for a long time. They looked at me in amazement and walked slowly.

Suddenly, the director waved to the second generation of officials, who had no foundation, and said, "you, come here!"

The second generation of officials hesitated to look at the director general, but also encouraged the courage to come this way.

At this time, the scene was already boiling. Many reporters mingled with the onlookers began to take photos. Under the crisscross of several flash lights, the fat second generation of officials stepped on the depressed pace and approached me and the director general.

And his friends were standing on one side, clutching the wound with their hands, and constantly protesting.

The director looked at the overnourished second generation of officials and asked him, "your father, is it Zhang Wanchun? Isn't it? "

The second generation of officials was shocked and said: "you, you, how do you know?"

The director didn't answer. Instead, he called Secretary Fang and said, "Xiao Fang, please call Zhang Wanchun of XX Bureau of Lianhe City, and let him get to the library of Xingguang street in five minutes!"!

After a very simple sentence, the director hung up the phone.

After the phone call, the second generation of officials and all the friends were stunned in the same place. The director and I approached the car gently and got on the car.

With a slight sigh, the director said: "now some ZF officials are becoming more and more outrageous! Originally serving the people, but now they have become the cancer of society! This kind of official, I see one, pull one! "

"How do you know that fat man's father?" I asked tentatively

The director said: "more than knowing! This director has something to do with Chen Fusheng! "

I was stunned for a moment: "what's his relationship with Chen Fusheng?"

What the director said made me wonder. I really don't understand the relationship between Chen Fusheng and the father of the second generation of the official, director of XX Bureau?

And the director general didn't point out, just insinuated: "who is Chen Fusheng, a senior official in Beijing, who doesn't know him? In the middle and high levels of Chinese politics, Chen Fusheng's friends are everywhere. "

I was talking with the director when a convoy of six limousines came here at full speed.

No matter what the traffic rules are, the motorcade directly stops in the parking lane and leans a little. From one of the Audi A6 cars, a middle-aged man who is as fat as the second generation of officials comes down quickly.

From the aspect of appearance, Zhang Wanchun, the father of the second generation of officials, is the elder brother with big belly!

Zhang Wanchun almost trotted towards the director general, looking extremely embarrassed. He didn't even take a look at the dog and stood in front of the director.

Yes, how humble and unimportant a small director of XX bureau is in front of the general. But it is such a role that is enough to influence the people's livelihood and the operation and development of a municipality directly under the central government.

"By, by, by the director, you come to me --" Zhang Wanchun faltered and began to sweep around with the remaining light of his eyes. Of course, he could find the existence of his hero son. Seeing that his face was full of wounds, he could not help frowning and forced to smile.

"Director Zhang, it's time to welcome your precious son back to dinner?" said the director

Zhang Wanchun was stupefied for a moment and smiled with a smile: "you director, now, it seems that it's not even here - it's not for dinner, is it? What's the matter? "

As soon as the director reached out for a stroke, he pointed to the fat second generation of officials and said, "what's the matter? Ask your precious second generation of officials! Your son-in-law is really powerful outside. Look, he has so many friends, so many! "

Zhang Wanchun looked at the ten or so embarrassed young people who were repaired by me. The frown grew tighter and tighter, and he shouted to his son, "come here, you come here!"

The fat second generation obediently came over reluctantly.

Zhang Wanchun's entourage also came up one after another to say hello to the director general. Some of them handed out cigarettes and some ignited the fire.

I can't help chuckling in my heart. The officialdom is the same. Subordinates flatter their superiors, which is the unchangeable hidden rule.

Zhang Wanchun knew how to play on occasion. When the disdainful son came near, he began to swear, "you're making trouble for me again! How can I have such a rebellious son! Come here quickly, come here to let the director admit the mistake, hurry! "

The second generation of officials scratched their heads and looked at the director general: "by, by, which by, by?"

Zhang Wanchun's eyes were full of stars. Fortunately, one of his attendants introduced him with innuendo: "the director general is a military leader admired by thousands of people, general, general!"! Director of Swat, director of SWAT! "

Is this flattery or something?

The second generation of officials seemed to be a little surprised. If he did come, he said perfunctorily to the director, "I'm sorry to be offended by the director."

I saw his tone was perfunctory, but I got more angry. I took a step forward and asked him, "what's your tone?"

The second generation of officials frowned and looked at me: "what else do you want to do? You beat me too?"

I was furious. "You're just a bad guy!"

I clenched my fist, and the more I looked at it, the more I felt that the second generation of the official was too unpleasant, as if they were born with a bad look of being beaten.

The second generation of officials lowered their heads slightly and said, "I'll pay for the repair. I'm the one who offended you. It's nothing to do with my dad. I just stepped on the brake and stepped on the accelerator, so I pushed it on your car, that's all. "

I put him in the first place: "didn't you complain that we didn't park in place just now?"

The second generation of officials said: "there are such factors! If you stop a little further, the ghost will hit your car! "

This guy is so aggressive!

But by the director, but is really lazy again with him what, lightly touched my arm, said: "go, we."

I looked at the official's second generation's bad looks, and couldn't help but rush forward quickly. A high position bounced and hit him right on the left cheek.

The second generation of officials stumbled to the ground.

Although Zhang Wanchun was angry, he didn't dare to fart. He just smiled awkwardly and said in a duplicative voice, "good fight, this little rabbit. It's time for education!"

The second generation of officials was in a mess after I repaired them. However, his father, a senior official, couldn't show his anxiety.

Zhang Wanchun continued to clap his horse.

I stopped, stood by the director, and said, "let's go."

The director nodded.

Zhang Wanchun came forward like a eunuch and smiled at the director: "director, today is a misunderstanding. Well, I'll take care of your car. Please take a seat in my humble house. You get on my car first, and I'll send you back later! "

The director looked at Zhang Wanchun and said with a chuckle, "don't you have to work? My car, don't worry about it, just repair your baby son's car! That's a Land Rover, good car! "

By the director of pun, said Zhang Wanchun blushed.

Director and I got on the bus one after another. This time, I was in the driving position.

The director took a cigarette and frowned as if to think about something.

I asked the director, "where are we going?"

The director raised his hand: "go straight ahead, there is a foreign trade company in front of us. Let's talk about it in the parking lot!"! Today's mood is all mixed up by Zhang Wanchun. I hate this kind of ZF official most! "

I nodded and said: "but in China, there are many such officials. Yesterday's news also reported that it was the son of the deputy director of a bureau who went to pick up his girlfriend at the University. He drove too fast and killed a student and injured two others. He was not only indifferent, but also scolded the mangled dead. After causing public anger, he moved out his father was the deputy director of a bureau, and then continued to pick up his girlfriend It's like nothing. Now in this society, that's the way it is. Whoever wants to be the best, not the best, has to play low-key. The most powerful is the children of officials, the second generation of officials! Some second generation officials are definitely social killers