"Young man, go, these people are not good people." An old lady was holding a red folding fan in her hand. She seemed to be one of the aunts dancing just now. She kindly reminded Jian Heng.

Jian Heng didn't know what to say. He didn't have a public morality just now, but now he was the first to remind himself to leave. Jian Heng didn't know how to define the aunt anymore, so he smiled at the old lady and said, "It's okay!"

"The young man can't get away even if he wants to. Now there are cameras all around him. Where can I go?" said an old man next to him.

"What's the matter with this? Our Chinese land allows a bunch of foreign kids to be arrogant!" Some people started to discuss it.

Several policemen came faster this time, probably because they were caught by a phone call before returning to the office.

When several white and black men saw the police, they suddenly became angry and pointed at Jian Heng and said loudly in English: "It was the person he beat and even hurt Nick."

When the police officer saw that someone was injured here, and it was a fried dough stick boy, he couldn't help but frown.

He knew this kid, but in fact it was not only him, but everyone who came to the police this time knew him. Everyone was also very upset when they saw these kids, but they were just ordinary police officers. Is it a bad thing to be unhappy?

The leader said: Everyone should take the overall situation into consideration! Once this hat is thrown off, they have to suffer even if they are angry. It is not that they want to hold more things and do less. To be honest, these policemen have long wanted to slap these kids, but everyone is with their families. No one can cause trouble for themselves just to be happy! Life must continue, right?

In the past, these children were just provoking, but they were just causing trouble. If they were hurt, they would never have been hurt. Now, they are hurt by a raw melon seed!

He thought to himself: Why didn’t you kill these little red guys?

But he said, "Why did you hit someone?"

"Why do you ask me? You should ask them first why they were beaten by me!"

Seeing the police coming, Jian Heng did not get up and continued to suck the cold skin in his bowl.

Seeing Jian Heng's fearless look, the police understood at a glance that this person was not a mortal, and maybe some of them were done today.

As an old policeman, he almost didn't run away when he saw people. The person in front of him must have something to rely on, otherwise he would not have such an expression. He could still distinguish between pretending to be calm and being really calm.

Since we are all people with ways, this matter is very simple! At least we don’t have to do things that we don’t like.

Thinking of this, he reached out to his companion and said, "Take them back to the police station!"

When the police officer saw that this person seemed to be difficult to mess with, so he brought both groups of people back to the bureau. Both sides were not served by our little police officers. It would be better to give the leader a headache. It is time for you, the elderly, to take care of the overall situation.

Seeing Jian Heng's appearance, the police officer said kindly: "Please take the cold pizza on the road and eat it!"

Just like that, several young foreigners and Jian Heng walked towards the nearby booth together.

What's strange is that Jian Heng just followed the police officers while holding a bowl of cold noodles.

Occasionally, a boy stared at Jian Heng with dissatisfaction. Jian Heng said directly in English: "I want to find a beating!"

As he said that, Jian took the bowl and was about to come up. Before Jian Heng could arrive in front of him, the man became timid. Fortunately, the police pulled Jian Heng back again, otherwise Jian Heng would not mind fisting to greet him.

These boys are also bad habits that have been developed over time. At first, they bullied those short and thin ones, but later they got used to it and knew they were fine. Some Chinese people like to make them, foreigners feel at home, so they become more and more courageous.

Today, when I saw the muscles of this Chinese man, I could tell the kind of person who often exercised, so I wanted to change my taste and play with the strong Chinese. In their eyes, many Chinese people are timid, and even if they are bullied, they will leave at most.

When I got to the post and got on the bus, I went to the branch office and the police found out that this person was a Chinese American, and he thought he could have a solution abroad. Now the foreigner was just pushing his foreigner to his leader.

Now the group of branch directors started to sit down: What should I do? Let’s mediate!

Knowing that this ranch with thousands of acres in Montana, I originally wanted to come over to make my children stronger. My children's children also stopped. I was just a level that was not much bigger than my minions. I got an American rich man, and I was still in the situation of being in trouble? Let's forget it!

It goes without saying that Americans are not as easy to talk to as the police here, especially now that *** is in power and America is preferred everywhere, it is already fair for American diplomats to not over-protect this American citizen.

People who speak ruthlessly have never been missing in this world, but very few people can really do ruthless things. *** is such a thing. Apart from the United States, this guy is no matter whether you are an ally or a dream friend, everything is right!

These people dare not talk about Jian Heng, but they definitely have the courage to cause trouble for the police, so the heads and minds of the branch began to curse. Now they finally tasted the feeling of the common people being entangled by foreign scoundrels.

The US Shanghai Consulate came very quickly. After learning about the situation, he took Jian Heng out. As for the others, the consulate would just inform Jian Heng in the future. As for whether he would sue, it had nothing to do with Jian Heng. He was busy with his master. Jian Heng had money in his pocket and was least afraid of suing others.

Hillary, who used to go to the Capital Plaza to draw banners, could she become an old friend of the Chinese people. How could a rich Chinese man still have a bad situation? Jian Heng was not afraid that he would not be able to jump around in the country.

Jian Heng had just arrived at the hotel, and He Ye called him there.

"I heard that you had a fight with someone and had one hurt," He Ye said on the other end of the phone with a smile.

"You kid actually got up?" Jian Heng thought of something that was not the first thing he thought of, but was surprised that He Ye actually got up.

"Someone called me, and you don't have to worry that it's okay. They are all trivial people. The boy who was stabbed by you is the son of a little African chief. There are more than ten sons of that guy. Now his company has a mining contract with a domestic Chinese company. The domestic office department is not far from the hotel where you are staying..." He Ye said.

Jian Heng became angry when he heard this: "I don't like to hear this anymore. Can some trivial people show off here? What is the glorious thing? What kind of mess? Can a bunch of things that are weak when they see foreigners' knees become public servants?"

"Okay! Why are you angry at me? There are always some people who have their braids on their heads, but their braids are still there!" He Ye sighed on the other end.

"Okay, if it's okay, I'll hang up first. It's so fucking annoying. I wouldn't have known that I would have gone out!" Jian Heng finished speaking, and hung up the phone without saying a word.

After putting down the phone, I was still a little angry when I remembered this. When He Ye said that the company was nearby, Jian Heng went downstairs to see what could be touched or done.

It is easy to find a place. How many small companies are working in Africa in the name of a country? Jian Heng went over and saw it, and you can tell that you can't tell me, there is really something Jian Heng wants.

Maybe it is a combination of steel frame houses that are planned to be built in Africa. There is a simple room with a modern combination of four red, blue, black and white on site.

It is a bit too much to say that it is a simple house. This thing is simply a small mansion with two floors and covers an area of ​​about half acre. What a great guy, he is so grand!

Jian Heng thought that this was missing in his space, so he moved his mind at will, and a thought passed through his mind and brought this thing into the space.

When Jian Heng finished the work and was about to raise his foot, he suddenly heard a snap, and then a man shouted and scolded.

It turns out that there is someone sleeping on the second floor!

The building was pulled away by Jian Heng, but the person was still there, so he fell to the ground from about three meters high on the second floor.

"My grass, fuck..." As soon as the man was woken up, he subconsciously thought someone was joking with him. Who knew that when he came to his senses, the house he lived in was gone, and he was stunned.

Jian Heng slowly turned back to the hotel, locked the door with his backhand, entered the space with a smile, and admired his new house.

You can't say anything, there are all kinds of things in it!

And it is the kind of luxury, and there are some works of art. Let's put it this way, these container-style luxury houses are better than the accommodation at Jian Heng's family.

What is the most important thing? This thing also comes with its own generator, and it is the kind of high-quality one that can't hear almost any sound when the doors and windows are closed.

Jian Heng was beautiful, but the person who lost the house was crazy. The owner who fell from the second floor was not an ordinary person. Thinking about whether the person who lived in such a house at night could be an ordinary employee, he immediately called the police and started to make trouble.

When the police heard that people were sleeping, they woke up and had no one in the house, and they lost more than three million yuan in the luxury house. They were also a little stunned. Their first feeling was that the guy who came to call the police had a problem with his mind, and the second feeling was that this was the case.

But since you lost something and it was such a large amount, then check it out, there are surveillance monitors around you anyway.

The police pulled out all the surveillance monitors at the intersection and saw that there was no decent cart around, and they could not see which car could transport such a big thing away. So the police thought that these grandchildren were not good birds, so they might report fake cases or something.

As for the construction site, it is a Chinese-sized enterprise. When it is not used, a small branch does not take it to others at all. They have cameras and the cameras are there, but the memory is taken into the space by Jian Heng. Doesn’t that mean there is no one?

Jian Heng was naturally very happy. He built a house in the space, which was very comfortable. He felt very depressed all of a sudden.
Chapter completed!