After Brother Gan watched the dozen or so soldiers driving up in military vehicles with license plates, a few soldiers cleared the way, and a short man got out of a car behind him. Although the man was well-maintained, Very good, but the wrinkles on his face cannot be concealed. Brother Gan guessed that this was the famous singer in his seventies that Yang Feng had just told him, because when he saw Chen Xiaojiang's little grandson lying on the ground and moaning You can tell from the look on his face that was almost twisted with anger. If someone else's son was beaten, he wouldn't be too lazy to act like this!
He came to his son angrily, bent down to help his son and walked to the BMW. Before leaving, he asked in a cold voice: "Who beat you into being like this?!"
"Dad, it's him! It's that bastard who beat me, you must avenge me!" Chen Xiaojiang suddenly felt confident when he saw his father's backer, and loudly cried out about his godbrother's crime.
Chen Jiang looked in the direction of his son's finger and saw a young man who was about the same height as himself but dressed in extremely simple clothes standing there looking at him unmoved, as if he didn't take him seriously at all. , Chen Jiang couldn't help but wonder in his heart, he has never seen such a person in the capital, and besides, those *** are not good at this. None of them are wearing gold and silver, and how can any of them be dressed like this poor boy? In this way, according to my own point of view, the total of that poor boy's outfit is not enough to buy a pair of Nike sneakers for my son! Besides, if they are ***, they will not meddle in such nosy matters! But for the sake of safety For the sake of fear, he didn't get angry. He just handed his son over to two soldiers from the Security Office of the Art Troupe. Then he came to Brother Gan and asked coldly: "Boy, who are you? Why are you beating my son!"
When the old guy Chen Jiang came to Brother Qiang, Brother Qian felt the aura of weakness on this old guy. Even though he looked well maintained on the outside, he was actually weak on the inside. What does he need to maintain his health? No. No matter how young my dad looks, or how black he dyes his hair, he can adjust and balance the inner things. The heart, lungs, stomach, spleen, and kidneys are all indispensable and must be coordinated. But Brother Gan found that this old guy has a little bit more besides his stomach. Apart from being a little better, the rest are all completely dark. He is just strong on the outside but strong on the inside. Brother Qian is sure to finish this old guy off with one hand within a minute!
"Haha, it doesn't matter who I am. What's important is that I taught your son a lesson for you. You should thank me instead of asking for punishment so coldly!" Brother Gan replied with a smile, without even showing a face. Turn around, I didn’t pay any attention to this fake general who sang songs.
"I know how to discipline my son! Now I can't let you, a young man in his twenties, point in front of me!" Chen Jiang was angered by Brother Gan. In fact, it was not Brother Gan's words that angered Chen Jiang. It was Brother Gan's aura of not taking him seriously and being dismissive of him.
"Haha, oh, you know how to discipline? Then I have doubts about your discipline level. I originally thought this little bastard lacked tutoring, but now it seems that you, the father, don't have a good education!" Brother Gan continued. He replied with a smile and shook his head at the same time. He was so impatient. He was still a fucking general. Any company commander he picked out from the army would have more aura than him! If all the generals of China are like this, then Don't go to war in the future. When people come, just sing songs of national subjugation or welcome songs!
"You bastard! Who are you calling a bastard? I tell you young people, don't be too arrogant. There are many people you can't afford to offend in this society. Don't ask for trouble! Why did you beat my son? If you don't come out today One, two, three, then don’t blame me for being rude!" After being taught such a lesson by Brother Gan, Chen Jiang immediately cursed angrily.
"Haha, you're still rude, and I'm still rude! I want to ask you how you educate your son, a little bastard! It's the father's fault if you raise him or not. If your son doesn't know how to behave, it means you're a fool. I don’t know how to be a human being. Since I don’t know how to be a human being, I don’t need an education! Look at how your son and that little bastard beat up a couple. Damn, this is what a child did! Did you think that when you were a child? Are you going to bully your master, kill your ancestors, beat your father and scold your mother like this?!" Brother Gan said while pointing at the couple lying on the road over there, holding their bleeding heads, and scolded them.
"He...he...they are all children. What happened if they did something wrong? What's the big deal? Besides, even if they break the law, there will be police to discipline and deal with it. Who do you think you are? You are here too." You're talking!" After being so provoked by his godfather, Chen Jiang turned around and looked at the two middle-aged couples lying on the ground with their heads bleeding, and said hesitantly. In fact, what he said had already made him forget about him. He has peeled off the hypocritical skin of a famous singer that covered his face. Now his identity is that of a common man, even more shameless than a common man!
"Haha, who am I?! I am a bloody descendant of China, I am a man, and when I see injustice, I have to take care of it. Do I have to watch your son and that brat treat two bastards like me? Did these two couples beat each other to death?! You are still a fucking general. Are you worthy of the skin you are wearing?! Don’t fucking embarrass my Chinese soldiers and sing to become a general. You might as well be As for the beggar who begs all day long, no matter how much he says that he doesn't steal or rob, he has to pay for it with his own face!" Brother Gan still said with a smile. Although he said it with righteous words, he was still as calm as a god.
"Who are you calling a bastard!? Who do you think you are? Don't be so shameless as to slap your nose on your face! Even if my son makes a lot of mistakes, I still have to educate him. It's not your turn. This little bastard is gesticulating here!" Chen Jiang really couldn't keep calm this time and yelled directly in front of the onlookers.
This is what Brother Gan wanted. If Chen Jiang wasn't angry, he wouldn't be able to show off his power. Besides, his display of power allowed the people to see his true face! Brother Gan still said with a smile on his face: "Okay, let me tell you, I'm still a country boy, but I just can't stand your bureaucratic style. I'm not even a leader. My son just beat someone up in a fight and he pulled three fucking cars. Soldiers came to rescue me. What do you think the army is? What do you think of the army? Do you think it is the bodyguard of your Chen Jiang family?! Humph, I don’t think you can f*cking stand around for a few days. There is nothing real in the first place. Just show off your skills and howl a few times and you will become a general! Look at how beautiful you are!"
After Brother Gan finished his scolding, the onlookers all pointed and reprimanded Chen Jiang. Originally, many people admired Chen Jiang because he was a famous singer, but now after seeing and interacting with him, they realized that he was actually an old man. You gangster, now I think about the reason why he still found a girl in her twenties when he was already fifty. What love and artistic resonance are all fucking farts. Which artist in ancient and modern times, both at home and abroad, can resonate with his wife? A bastard like Chen Xiaojiang comes out! He's just a fucking male thief and a female prostitute who has the same stinking taste!
Only then did Chen Jiang realize that his words had aroused public outrage. He wanted to correct him but it was too late, because the water thrown out by his words was difficult to recover. Who would believe you if you correct him? So he looked at him fiercely. The godfather who was smiling there had relied on him for everything. What he had to do now was to teach his godfather a lesson, and then vent his anger! So he loudly ordered to the security director: "Come on. Here! Capture him and bring him back to the army!"
Although it is said that soldiers have a bounden duty to obey orders, the security director was really in trouble because he really didn't regard Chen Jiang, a singer, as a leader. Normally, he looked down on these pretentious people who played political tricks, but he He was his immediate superior, and he had no choice. If he didn't obey, he might have his shoes broken one day! Just when he was in trouble, sirens suddenly blared, and five or six police and special police cars came. , as soon as the police car stopped, it quickly got out. More than a dozen special police officers with live ammunition surrounded the scene, and then a leadership-level police officer got out. After he came to the scene, he said: "Who called the police that a shooting occurred? ! Where’s the gun?!” He was on duty at the station when he suddenly heard from his subordinates that a shooting had occurred on a street in Beijing, and according to the caller, it was a submachine gun! He almost fell off his seat at that time, his grandma’s Any shooting case that happens casually at the feet of the emperor in the capital is a big case, enough to make him drink a cup of wine. Now it is still a submachine gun, which is not bad! This is still a shocking case! So he quickly led the team to the scene in person!
Before he finished speaking, the two policemen who came in advance due to the traffic jam finally arrived out of breath. They breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that the large force had already arrived. To be honest, they were really a little scared. , this was a shooting case, and the murderer still had access to a submachine gun. With the equipment of these two patrol policemen, the murderer probably jumped out before they even got in front of him!
"Officer...it's...I reported the case. The gun was in the hands of that gentleman. He had already taken control of the scene. You didn't see it at the time. That little bastard couldn't beat him in a fight. He just jumped out of the BMW." He was carrying a submachine gun and was about to shoot. The people present were running and screaming. They were lying down and lying down. Oh my god, it was so scary. Fortunately, this hero had quick eyes and quick hands and good skills. We grabbed the gun, otherwise we don’t know how many people would have died! Comrade police, you have to investigate this strictly, or we will appeal. This is not bad, even a little kid carries a submachine gun with him. This is not a time of peace! It’s like living in Iraq!” The man from Beijing who had just called the police and roared came up to report, and while speaking, he requested that he had just seen the so-called “famous singer”. It made him sick for a long time, and he couldn't let it go no matter what he said! As soon as he finished speaking, the citizens present loudly echoed: "Yes, we must investigate strictly! We must investigate strictly!"
That man from Beijing kept track of the time for the police. It had been almost an hour since the police called the police, and the police came slowly, almost as fast as a snail. I couldn't help but sigh in my heart: Hey, The police finally came...