In the bustling market, in front of a stall in the meat market, the business owners and residents buying vegetables all around spontaneously formed a circle and watched the scene happening in the center of the venue...
"Captain Zhou, my son is still young, ignorant and has a bad temper. If he offends you, sir, please help me. Say hello to the comrades at the police station and let him out! I will definitely discipline him strictly in the future. I am my boss."
Zhao, please, take this cigarette and smoke it, and take this piece of pork liver back to make soup to replenish your health..." Zhao Shanhe, who is nearly sixty years old, pulled the sleeve of Zhou Ke, the captain of the county management team, and begged.
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"Don't do this! You don't know who your son is? He has to go to the police station to report every week! He will be under permanent supervision, don't you know? It's equivalent to half a foot in jail.
Damn it! How dare you not be honest like this and resist the law violently?! Four of my team members were injured by him! Damn it! I must ask the brothers from the public security department to severely punish them. Don’t think for a few bags
Just give him a cigarette. Let me tell you, this matter can't be solved for one or two hundred thousand yuan! Just wait! I estimate that the comrades at the police station will sentence him to life imprisonment, and maybe even shoot him!
He was born with a stick, and he deserves to die." Zhou Ke, the captain of the urban management brigade, shook off Zhao Shanhe's hand, threw the liver and cigarettes on the ground, and kicked his pork stall, which hung a stinky
He looked at Zhao Shanhe who was picking up things all over the floor.
"Bad luck!" Zhou Ke cursed secretly that it would be a shame if Lao Zhao didn't go out a few days earlier. When he thought of what happened a few days ago, Zhou Ke's face twitched and he took a breath. That day he brought
I started working with a group of urban management officials to beat the autumn wind in the market and happened to walk in front of Lao Zhao's pork stall. I originally wanted to get some money and go back to take a shower in the evening and visit a beauty salon. Who would have thought that Lao Zhao was not at the stall but he was
His son Zhao Dawei, who had returned from the army, was taking care of business. Zhou Ke hinted at that brat twice, but to his surprise, the brat didn’t even fart, and even glared at him sideways! It was also his fault that he didn’t live up to expectations. He was trembling all over after being stared at by that brat.
, in order not to lose face, he had to find an excuse on the spot to "affect sanitation and damage the appearance of the city" and ask his brothers to close his stall. I originally thought of teaching the brat a lesson, and then asked his old man Zhao Shanhe to bring some good cigarettes.
Just go to the urban management bureau with a good drink and clear the air. Who would have thought that that brat, who didn't know what kind of evil he possessed, actually dared to fight against the urban management team members and beat all his brothers to death.
Thinking of Zhao Dawei's red eyes and his playful energy in beating up his brothers, Zhou Ke couldn't help but shuddered again. What came out of this damn army was different! Fortunately, he was smart and ducked into the crowd early in the morning.
After calling 110, people from the police station arrived at the scene and took Zhao Dawei away at gunpoint. The brothers under his command were all unlucky. All of them were injured and hospitalized. Later, I heard from the police station
Those people said that this guy was forcibly discharged from the army. He seemed to have made some mistakes in the army and was sent back by the country. He also had to accept control.
Strict action! After hearing the news, Zhou Ke felt a little more relaxed. He must not let that guy out again, otherwise even ten of him would not be able to hold up his pair of fists.
"Captain Zhou, please think of a way to release my son! He is still young. I am willing to keep him a secret. I will pay for the medical and nutritional expenses. Please don't embarrass my son.
, He suffered a lot in the army, he can't be ruined like this! I beg you, woo woo woo... Captain Zhou, I beg you, please show mercy..." Mr. Zhao Shanhe
With tears streaming down her cheeks, she knelt on the ground and pulled Zhou Ke's trouser legs, begging.
"Hmph! I'll keep it secret with you for 200,000 yuan. Otherwise~ Haha... The last time I drank, I heard someone said that your family has a treasure handed down from the ancestors of the Ming Dynasty..." Zhou Ke smashed it
Mance said logically with his mouth narrowed and his eyes narrowed. He enjoyed this feeling of dominance. This was like killing the chicken to show the monkey. Who else in the market would dare to be disrespectful to him, Captain Zhou? This is what will happen to him!
The general urban management team members around were also laughing lewdly. They all knew that Captain Zhou had been thinking about the ancestral treasure of the Zhao family for a long time.
The business owners around them watched silently with anger and dare not say anything. Zhao Shanhe prayed with snot and tears for Zhou Ke's miserable situation, which made them feel as if a rabbit had died and a fox died. But the business owners were powerless. In their eyes, Zhou Ke
The captain is a great official. They are all big shots with backgrounds. When they are ordinary people, they can only swallow their anger and dare not speak out! When Lao Zhao's son came back from the army, he didn't overthrow him. Instead, he was sent to the police station.
He has gone there. His life and death are unknown at the moment. I heard that Lao Zhao spent a lot of money in the past few days and has never seen his son. I don’t know what happened to Zhao Dawei.
"It's useless to fish him out! Let me tell you, your son's life is over! He is just a deserter! Do you know? The police comrades have said that this is the country's mercy, otherwise your son would have been shot
What a fucking bear..." Zhou Ke added insult to injury to scare Zhao Shanhe, and continued to insult the Zhao family like rubbing salt on the wound. The surrounding urban management team members also mocked loudly and unscrupulously. This kind of shameless thing is terrible.
You don't meet them every day. What a face. Aren't you veterans? Can you fight? You're still squatting in a cell!
"My son is not a deserter! My son has suffered so much in the past few years as a soldier, and he was all injured when he came back. My son is good! My son even brought back cigarettes that only a military commander can smoke to honor me!"
It's made of iron, you've never seen it. If my son was a deserter, where would this smoke come from?..." When Zhao Shanhe heard someone insulting his son, he immediately stopped and hurriedly took it out of his coat pocket.
I got a special box. On the cigarette box, two steel guns were intertwined with each other. In the middle was an embossed August 1st military emblem, and under it was a row of regular script 'Special supply to the Chinese People's Liberation Army'. Zhao Shanhe
Open it and show it to everyone around you. Inside the impressive cigarette box, there are three special cigarettes with golden cigarette holders lying quietly.
"Hey~ What is this? I haven't seen you being filial and respectful. Let's try it..." Zhou Ke is also a smoker, so he immediately reached out to pick it up and taste it.
"No! You can't smoke this cigarette. My son said that he paid for this with his life and it is proof of his bravery. I can't give you this cigarette. If the superiors want to sentence my son, I will give it to you."
Submit it to the court and show it to the comrades in the court! It was his fault that my son hit someone, but my son is definitely not a deserter, absolutely not!" Zhao Shanhe closed the cigarette case and held it tightly like a treasure.
In his hand. This move made Zhou Ke so angry, damn it! One less cigarette is nothing, but in front of so many business owners, Zhou Ke felt that this was not a shame.
"Bah~ Damn it! Stop putting gold in your son's face! He's so brave. I think your son is a deserter! Maybe these cigarettes were stolen from their leader. Hehe... How else can I say that he was killed?
Did the country return it? Haha~ It turned out to be a thief! Brothers, get this thing over to me! From now on, this will be used as evidence in court..." Zhou Ke directed his hands to snatch the cigarette from Zhao Shanhe's hand.