Ye Sansheng was shocked, turned around and saw a young man in a uniform staring at him angrily, and then he realized that he was coming for him.

Ye Sansheng looked at the other party's uniform. He should be at the level of a real manager, rather than a sales manager who claimed to the outside world like Yi Laose. He smiled and said, "I didn't do anything, I'm thinking about the problem."

The young man seemed to have a little unexpected attitude and answered to him, and asked, "Are you a customer?"

Ye Sansheng looked at him, guessing the identity and intention of the man, and said lightly: "Why did you ask this?"

The young man was surprised at his attitude and answer again, and turned around and asked the sales ladies who were surrounding him: "Your customers?"

The sales ladies shook their heads, the young man sneered, looked at Ye Sansheng and said, "Are you looking at the house or? Don't you just go out."

Even though Ye Sansheng's creed was "hidden", he couldn't help but get angry at this time. Or, even if he was angry, he might leave silently in peace, just like he had been tolerant on Xia Min's birthday. But at this time, he felt that he should touch the young man's bottom, which seemed to have come to him on purpose.

Or, is there a mysterious force driving his next action? Is it Zhou Zhongrong’s conversation with him in the morning?

"Did you tell me I came to see the house?"

Ye Sansheng asked with a smile.

"You are not here to see the house, you are here to enjoy me." The young man also smiled, waved his hand, "throw it out."

Two security guards had already come and waited, among which one was the one who had just forced Ye Sansheng to register.

They fully understood what Mr. Lin meant, not "please" or "rush". Without saying a word, he took a step forward and smashed the baton in his hand against Ye Sansheng's head.

Ye Sansheng was shocked.

He thought that the young man wanted to be more polite with him, so he also took the opportunity to touch the other party's bottom. Anyway, with Lin Wu in charge, what else could happen here? Who knew that young people didn't play by the rules and immediately took action. This is a sales office, not a gym, so how could this be true!

In a critical moment, I didn't have time to think too much, so I reached out to block the baton. After receiving the baton, I kicked the other party backwards and fell down. Seeing that the other person was waving the baton, I turned sideways, looked at the opponent's momentum, slashed the baton with my right hand, cut off the baton, and then raised my knee and hit the other party's stomach. The action was done in one go.

In three or five seconds, two security guards were lying on the ground, Ye Sansheng stood there, his left hand was also in great pain, but he stood up and looked at the young man coldly.

The young man was also shocked. He did not expect Ye Sansheng, who was dressed normally and looked amazing, and he was so capable of fighting. He took action sharply. It was not until the sales ladies next to him who didn't have time to scream and called the police, and he reacted and said loudly: "Don't call the police, call the Fourth Master."

Ye Sansheng cried bitterly in his heart.

Although he was not willing to call the police, the young man obviously didn't want to admit defeat and was still calling people. This was away and he didn't want to bother him. Moreover, Lin Wu is another special person. Both sides may not want to see the consequences of the quarrel. He quickly said loudly: "It was them who beat people first, and I am defending myself."

He did not explain this to the young man, but announced it to everyone present in case there is something to take the lead in the future.

"You can fight well, right? Want to get involved in society?" The young man smiled contemptuously, "Then let you fight enough."

Ye Sansheng smiled bitterly again. If he really got involved in society, he should beat this young man now. He would first beat him up before giving money, or turn around and leave without getting entangled. How could he be so stupid as to stand in the other party's territory and speak vernacularly.

"I am visiting the house. I am your customer. Is it a normal behavior of a real estate company to treat customers like this? What do you want to do? Do you want to ruin Mr. Lin's reputation? Or destroy this housing company?"

Ye Sansheng had no choice but to pretend to be a customer first, so that it would be more reasonable.

"Are you a customer? Get out of here! You come to Yi Tao, you are his classmate, can you afford a house?" The young man disdained, "You still know Mr. Lin! You know Mr. Lin is still here to pretend to be a customer who eats and drinks?"

Ye Sansheng immediately reacted.

This person must be Yi Tao's competitor and is very powerful in Linwu Company, so these security guards listened to him, and this person must have said hello to deal with Yi Tao, so he was troubled when he entered the door just now. This person also came over to deal with him deliberately after listening to the security guard's report.

"Do you have standards for identifying customers? You have to ask customers to take out a credit card to prove that they have money to buy a house? Don't you know that it's all mortgages now, or just pay a deposit? Besides, even if I'm not your customer, I'm not worthy of your treatment, right? You want to deal with my classmate Yi Tao, it's not worth using such despicable means, right?"

Ye Sansheng's attitude became gentle and hoped to calm down. He did not want to cause trouble in such a public place, especially Lin Wu's company, which is where Yi Tao worked. He deliberately pointed out Yi Laose's name not to blame, but to make everyone think that this is the internal struggle of the company and can downplay his existence. - He now, at any time, in the eyes of many people, represents Zhou Zhongrong, and he does not want to be a news figure.

"Do you care so much! I want to mess with you..." The young man was exposed and furious. If he hadn't been frightened by Ye Sansheng's combat power, he would have rushed up directly.

"You little brother, you are very good at fighting, right?"

A man separated the crowd and walked over.

Several security guards immediately called "Fourth Master" respectfully.

Ye Sansheng saw that this man was in his forties, lean and strong, yellow shorts, white sweatshirt, and old shampoo, all of which were the clothes of the army. However, he stood there casually and looked at him with squinted eyes, Ye Sansheng felt a lot of pressure.

The so-called master Yuan Ting Yuezhi written in martial arts novels is this kind of style?

Ye Sansheng has practiced with Taoist Wang. Old Taoist Wang is definitely a master of martial arts. Ye Sansheng asked himself that it was not a problem to deal with one or two ordinary people, but this Fourth Master, looking at the pose and evil spirit, could definitely kill people.

He never wants to practice with such a person.

He doesn't have to.

He is not a martial artist who comes to the restaurant to earn fame.

He quickly admitted his mercy and put his hands together: "Hello, Fourth Master. I just defended myself just now. I am not your opponent, and I will not fight with you..."

At this moment, I heard a loud shout: "Don't move."

Three policemen walked into the field.

Ye Sansheng cried out again, and the young man and the fourth master were also a little stunned: "Isn't you not let me call the police?" Who called the police?"

A tall and burly policeman asked, "Who called the police?"

No one answered. Most of the people in the field actually wanted to know this answer. The young man stepped forward and said, "Police Officer, we did not call the police. We just had a small dispute inside. I am the security manager here and are dealing with it?"

The tall policeman glared at him: "My dispute? I've been fighting like this and still want to cover it? Take it back to the station."

Ye Sansheng brought to the small table when he was moving. When the security guard flew out, he ran into the drink self-service area. The scene was indeed a bit disgraceful.

The young man wanted to come forward to explain, but the tall policeman grabbed him: "You go with us."

Then he pointed to the obvious victim Ye Sansheng, and the Fourth Master, who was particularly prominent among a group of neatly uniformed people and two security guards with traces on them: "You, you, you, both of you, are you going with us. Are there anyone involved in the fight? Okay, I'll bring people later. Anyway, you can run away, the monk can't run away from the temple."

A policeman came to Laye Sansheng. Ye Sansheng asked the policeman: "Can I make a phone call?"

Before the policeman could answer, the tall policeman had already sneered and said, "No. I hate you bastards who are looking for people to plead with mercy. Anyone you are looking for, you have to go this trip today."

Ye Sansheng stopped talking and followed the police without saying a word, feeling distressed. This was really a robber who met a kidnapper and a scholar who met a soldier. But this was not the time to argue, and he could not resist. He could only take one step at a time and look at it. He had already imagined in his heart what kind of sudden waves this incident would cause in the Jiangcheng officialdom when it was spread.

A 110 van and a Santana police car parked next to the outside door. Ye Sansheng and the Fourth Master were pushed into the back seat of the police car. The young man and two security guards were stuffed into the van. The tall policeman took the co-pilot of the police car.

"No matter how hard the fist is, it still cannot hit the bullet." Ye Sansheng couldn't help but say to the Fourth Master who was sitting next to him calmly.

The Fourth Master was stunned, smiled, and said, "With your words, I will definitely hit you if this matter is over."

He smiled relaxedly at this time, and this "fight" naturally refers to "splitting".

"I'm not convinced, right? Do you want to practice with me?"

The tall policeman glanced at them in the rearview mirror, and sneered without looking back.

Ye Sansheng was a little dizzy.

He could only sigh that he was not lucky today and met such a policeman with a head-to-headed policeman. How could he just go back to the office without asking any questions? But you can't help but feel sorry for him. He has many legitimate reasons to explain his behavior.

He quietly unlocked the phone with his fingers in his pocket. He thought that the last call was called to Zhang Zigao, and he pulled it through. After answering, he asked, "Which police station do you want to take us to?"

"What do you care about this?" Gao Da Policeman looked down on him, "Go wherever he asked you to go."

"You are 110, you should have taken it to the police station, right? That's the Wynn Police Station."

The tall policeman refused to respond and just sneered.

Ye Sansheng took the risk successfully and didn't say anything. The Fourth Master turned around and glanced at him, smiled slightly, and said, "I used to be in the army and worked as a scout."

"After reconnaissance? You have to start arriving when you enter the police station as an aviation force." The tall policeman couldn't help but shouted.

Ye Sansheng and the Fourth Master looked at each other and stopped talking.

After a while, when we arrived at the police station, the police asked them to stay in the same office, took away their cell phones, and then closed the door and ignored them.

——This is one of the police's routines to handle cases. Let's just sip it and cool it down first.

Ye Sansheng was helpless, waiting for Zhang Zigao to call him to save him anyway. The Fourth Master was knowledgeable and today's affairs were too small for him. He didn't care. He just pulled the chair and sat down to rest. The young man was anxious and restless, but he didn't know what to do now.

Zhang Zigao answered the phone and was shocked. He thought that Ye Sansheng was a person, not an accident, but an accident, and was a little funny. He picked up the phone and was about to call the Yunyang District Public Security Bureau Director, but suddenly he felt moved and wanted to see the scene.

He is the chief manager of the Municipal Party Committee. He is not only the most important assistant to the work of the Municipal Party Committee Secretary, but also shoulders the responsibility of managing the small courtyard of the Municipal Party Committee Building, especially people, especially key figures like Ye Sansheng who are close to the leadership, especially Ye Sansheng, who is outstanding when he arrives at the Municipal Party Committee, and he is also a subordinate who has been transferred to the Municipal Government. Without Zhou Zhongrong's reminder, he knew that he should take good care of himself.

——What's more, yesterday Zhou Zhongrong called Wang Xiaoou, deputy director of the Municipal Public Security Bureau, to the office for more than an hour to talk, and then exchanged some thoughts on Jiangcheng police, construction industry, society, and public security environment.

He didn't call the driver, and drove by himself, and no longer called the Yunyang District Public Security Bureau Director, and drove directly to the Wynn Police Station.
Chapter completed!