"Not bad." Zhang Yang didn't know what to say. He had a thousand words in his heart, but he didn't know what to say. Of course, the most important thing was that Zhang Yang had been avoiding Wang Yan. He even didn't want to see Wang Yan. He didn't know.
How to deal with this somewhat ambiguous relationship.
"What's wrong?" Wang Yan felt Zhang Yang's indifference. Her intuition told her that Zhang Yang seemed to have changed and was different from what he was in the noble city. At least, now Zhang Yang didn't look at her carefully and was not as close as before.
feeling.
People are very strange animals. In the past, Wang Yan hated Zhang Yang for looking at her secretly, and hated Zhang Yang's lewd and lustful expression. But now, Zhang Yang's cold talk made her a little uncomfortable, changed, and created a distance.
This is far from the meeting Wang Yan expected!
This is not a meeting that Wang Yan has fantasized about several times. In Wang Yan's imagination, their reunion should be full of romance, passion, and expectations. Wang Yan has a very special feeling for Zhang Yang, although now
It's not certain that it was love, but what is certain is that Zhang Yang was the first man to enter Wang Yan's heart. At least, Zhang Yang made Wang Yan feel what it means to miss her.
"Who bullied you?" Wang Yan's mood became inexplicably agitated because of Zhang Yang's indifference, and her eyes became sharp. She did not look at Zhang Yang, but her eyes fell on several policemen.
Suddenly, the air became colder and colder, and everyone felt the change brought about by the girl's mood.
Inexplicably, this girl who looked cute and shy at first became like a powerful marshal, full of murderous spirit. For several police officers, they actually saw something in the girl.
There was a familiar aura. This aura was seen on senior officials attending some important meetings... The bald head also looked at the girl in surprise. The bald head had been hanging around in Yanjing for several years. He basically knew all the powerful people in the capital.
Chu, but he actually had no impression of this girl at all.
The bald head's intuition is very keen. He judged from the girl's explosive momentum intentionally or unintentionally that the girl should be a person with a very deep background. An ordinary girl would not be able to have such a feeling.
The momentum of pressure, generally, a very young person has this momentum, it is nothing more than a strong family background, a superior living environment, and has developed this aloof and scornful momentum since childhood. This momentum is innate, and is better than acquired.
Being cultivated because of success makes people feel more pressure, because this kind of momentum represents not only ability, but also the powerful force behind it.
Of course, the most important thing is that the six young people following the girl confirmed the bald head's idea, because these six young people are all Tide fans with strong backgrounds, and behind each of them, there is a
A powerful family, or a powerful consortium, their relationships are criss-crossed, their energy is enough to change the domestic political landscape, and now, these six people, following this girl, are obviously here to help
The girls cheering... These six people, with their bald heads and arrogance, dare not look down on any one of them!
…
"It's not me!" Director Chen shook his head.
It is definitely not an easy task to be the director of a police station in the capital. Although Director Chen has a humble official position, he has never eaten pork and seen pigs walking under the emperor's feet. He is naturally well-versed in human relations.
The girl looked at him, and naturally he would not take the blame. Being the head of a police station in this capital is also an art. As the saying goes, Shenzhen has a lot of money, and Yanjing has many officials. In Yanjing, it is not possible.
An old man carrying a vegetable basket when you meet him casually in a supermarket is a representative of the National People's Congress.
Therefore, in this capital city, being a local official requires some ability. You can make ends meet and survive in the cracks.
"It's you!"
Wang Yan glanced at everyone, and almost immediately cast her eyes on the bald man. After all, in the lobby of this hotel, the only one with a bald head was more eye-catching. Even Liu Biao, the bald head was not an eyes-catching person.
At least, the huge scorpion on the bald head with its tail extending all the way to the neck looks much more cool and cool than Liu Biao, although the platinum necklace the bald head wears is not as dazzling as Liu Biao's gold necklace.
"Ah..." The bald head was suddenly caught off guard by Wang Yan. After all, he was here to help, but now he was falsely accused of causing trouble, so he was not mentally prepared.
"Click!" With a sound, Wang Yan raised her hand, and a bright silver pistol was curled up with a gun flower in her hand. With a jump of her left hand, the gun was loaded.
Before anyone could react, the black muzzle of the gun was already pressed against the bald head, and all the movements were smooth and natural.
"When I see you, you are such a scorpion, I want to blow your head off!" Because of Wang Yan's indifference, all her anger was vented on the bald body, and her pink face was like a thousand years of ice.
"This, this... you, you..." The bald head was pointed at the black muzzle of the gun, and he stuttered a bit. It was all about nothing, and he didn't provoke anyone. The muzzle of the gun was pointed at his head. The bald head
He was so depressed that he wanted to kill someone. I had seen arrogant people, and I had never seen anyone as arrogant as a girl. He inexplicably took out a pistol and pointed it at other people's heads. The most important thing is that there are several policemen around him now. Even if it is him
He is not so arrogant. He would never draw a gun in front of the police. In many cases, the character will be different if he draws a gun at one end. You must know that this is the capital, not the countryside, and the strict control of guns is beyond people's control.
imagination.
At this time, several police officers were already standing in a favorable position as if facing a formidable enemy. The director with a gun also took out his gun and pointed it at Wang Yan nervously. For him, the presence of illegal guns was already a very important matter.
The case is over.
"Please put down the gun in your hand!" Director Chen said sternly.
The atmosphere in the entire hotel became heavy after Wang Yan took out his gun. Fortunately, because the evacuation began, the hotel was always guarded by a group of security guards, and there were no other people around.
Zhang Yang stared at Wang Yan dumbfounded. He didn't understand why Wang Yan was suddenly furious. Everything seemed a bit inexplicable. Of course, the most important thing was that the matter was far from serious enough to draw a gun.
Of course, Zhang Yang couldn't even imagine that it was because his indifference had stimulated Wang Yan's nerves.
"You dare!"
Seeing the director taking out a pistol and pointing it at Wang Yan, the faces of the few people who were following Wang Yan suddenly changed their colors. One of them, who was obviously the leader, pointed at the director, with a stern look on his face, but also a sense of power.
Things are complicated!
It’s getting more complicated!
Zhang Yang, Aze and Liu Biao looked at each other, and they were all confused. It seemed that no one expected that things would develop like this. Of course, no one knew that the culprit was Zhang Yang's indifference towards Wang Yan.
However, neither Zhang Yang nor Aze or Liu Biao had any intention of interfering. In fact, for the first time, Aze did not hold the sword in his hand. It seemed that it had nothing to do with him.
Of course, they couldn't control it. After all, judging from the situation, not everyone here could be dealt with by them. The bald man's strong appearance at the beginning had already told them that he was a very big shot and had powerful power.
As for the few policemen, Zhang Yang and the others have never thought of being enemies with the police. It is not that they are afraid of the police, but that there is no need. You must know that the police are not a person, but a group and a symbol. They cannot defeat a policeman.
The powerful organ of the state.
The most important thing is that Wang Yan's life does not seem to be in danger. They do not need to take the risk of becoming enemies with the police. It is obvious that the police with guns will never shoot easily.
"Why are you bullying them?" Wang Yan seemed to have not seen the director's gun, and still fiercely pointed the gun at the bald head. She hated the scorpion tattoo on the bald head. She had shot the scorpion to pieces.
Impulsive, of course, the bald man didn't expect that most of Wang Yan's hostility towards him stemmed from the scorpion tattooed on his head. He would consider washing it off with potion. What a disaster!
"I am your friend, I am not your enemy!"
The fierce light in the bald head's eyes flashed away, because he saw the nervous expressions on the faces of the six people who came in with Wang Yan. This nervousness meant that the identity of this beautiful girl was very, very important.
Thinking of this, Baldhead managed to hold back his frenzied anger. Although he had had many twists and turns in his life, this was the first time someone had a gun pointed at his head, and it was a bit inexplicable.
"Friend?" Wang Yan looked at Zhang Yang suspiciously.
"Yes, friend!" Zhang Yang nodded and couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief. What he was most afraid of was that Wang Yan would shoot without asking. This possibility was very serious for Wang Yan's character.
of.
"Ah... friends... then... who bullied you..." Wang Yan stuttered and took back the pistol, with an embarrassed expression on her face. Unexpectedly, her unknown anger was actually directed at a person who was helping.
"It's him!" Liu Biao suddenly grinned and pointed at Manager Fang, who was watching from a distance and did not dare to approach.
