Chapter: 444
"I'll go..." one of the traffic policemen exclaimed, "Look at the engraving on his forehead!"
"What kind of tattoo is this? It's really hardcore!"
"Hahaha, no wonder this kid likes to call others poor, it turns out that these two words are engraved on his forehead!"
Hearing this, Liu Ming hurriedly covered his forehead, but at this moment, his eyes were swollen and painful, and he didn't see that several traffic policemen had already stretched out their hands!
Immediately afterwards, Liu Ming was dragged out of the car and pushed to the ground.
The traffic police immediately put his hands behind his back and handcuffed him behind his back. In this way, he couldn't get him in front of him at all, and it was even more impossible to cover the big word "poor hanging" on his forehead.
Afterwards, the traffic police took him and the face-lifting face to the side of the road, let them squat on the side of the road, and then called the team and asked the team to send people over to take this guy back for investigation.
This is the city center, an intersection with the largest flow of people!
Almost everyone who passed by could see a young man with red and swollen eyes squatting on the side of the road. The scariest thing was not his eyes, which had been sprayed with pepper water, but the two big characters on his forehead: poor hanging. .....
Many people took out their mobile phones to take pictures. Liu Ming was so ashamed and angry that he squatted and leapfrogged on the spot, trying to turn around and point his butt at the passers-by.
However, the traffic policeman directly pressed him there, and said coldly: "Don't move, don't you like to say these two words? It's just right, I will show it to the citizens here!"
Liu Ming wanted to die already...
If I had known this earlier, why would I have bothered to pretend to be aggressive with that van driver? If I had endured it, I would have already arrived home by now.
At this moment, an old BMW car was parked on the side of the road, and a young man got out of the car, and ran over with some flattery, and asked, "Oh, Young Master Liu, what's wrong with you? Oh, what's wrong with your forehead?" What's going on?! Who carved a poor hanging on it for you?"
Liu Ming, who had been bowing his head desperately, suddenly heard someone calling him Young Master Liu, and he wanted to die even more. The last thing he wanted at the moment was to be recognized, and in the end he was recognized...
At this moment, he was so angry that he wanted to kill someone!
He looked up and saw that the speaker looked familiar, and couldn't help asking, "Who the hell are you?"
The man hastily and courteously explained: "I am Hai Long! Xiao Hailong from the Xiao family, we had dinner together before, with Wang Yunfei, the young master of the Wang family, don't you remember me?"
Liu Ming gritted his teeth and looked at him, suddenly spit bloody phlegm on his face, and cursed angrily: "Fuck your mother, the Xiao family is poor, dare to come here to see my jokes, believe it or not, you will be killed if you turn around!" you?!"
Xiao Hailong was also suffocated.
What the hell is this called?
I saw Liu Ming being handcuffed by the traffic police on the side of the road, and wanted to come over to say hello and flatter him, but I didn't expect this guy to curse at people and even spit on his face. This is so fucking disgusting!
He said angrily: "Liu Shao, you are going too far! I also came here to ask about the situation out of concern among friends. How can you do this?"
Liu Minghuo scolded furiously: "I don't care about you? Besides, you poor dick deserve to be my friend? You're a dick, you, stinky dick, poor dick, still want to get close to me? Get out now!"
"I..." Xiao Hailong was wronged.
But he didn't dare to confront Liu Ming. After all, the ability of the Liu family was countless times stronger than that of the Xiao family who was on the verge of bankruptcy. Offending him would definitely end badly.
So, he could only use his sleeve to wipe off the phlegm on his face, and said bitterly, "Young Master Liu, I'm being too sentimental, I'm sorry."
After finishing speaking, he quickly turned around and got into the car, and drove away.
At this time, he felt so wronged and wronged.
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"What kind of tattoo is this? It's really hardcore!"
"Hahaha, no wonder this kid likes to call others poor, it turns out that these two words are engraved on his forehead!"
Hearing this, Liu Ming hurriedly covered his forehead, but at this moment, his eyes were swollen and painful, and he didn't see that several traffic policemen had already stretched out their hands!
Immediately afterwards, Liu Ming was dragged out of the car and pushed to the ground.
The traffic police immediately put his hands behind his back and handcuffed him behind his back. In this way, he couldn't get him in front of him at all, and it was even more impossible to cover the big word "poor hanging" on his forehead.
Afterwards, the traffic police took him and the face-lifting face to the side of the road, let them squat on the side of the road, and then called the team and asked the team to send people over to take this guy back for investigation.
This is the city center, an intersection with the largest flow of people!
Almost everyone who passed by could see a young man with red and swollen eyes squatting on the side of the road. The scariest thing was not his eyes, which had been sprayed with pepper water, but the two big characters on his forehead: poor hanging. .....
Many people took out their mobile phones to take pictures. Liu Ming was so ashamed and angry that he squatted and leapfrogged on the spot, trying to turn around and point his butt at the passers-by.
However, the traffic policeman directly pressed him there, and said coldly: "Don't move, don't you like to say these two words? It's just right, I will show it to the citizens here!"
Liu Ming wanted to die already...
If I had known this earlier, why would I have bothered to pretend to be aggressive with that van driver? If I had endured it, I would have already arrived home by now.
At this moment, an old BMW car was parked on the side of the road, and a young man got out of the car, and ran over with some flattery, and asked, "Oh, Young Master Liu, what's wrong with you? Oh, what's wrong with your forehead?" What's going on?! Who carved a poor hanging on it for you?"
Liu Ming, who had been bowing his head desperately, suddenly heard someone calling him Young Master Liu, and he wanted to die even more. The last thing he wanted at the moment was to be recognized, and in the end he was recognized...
At this moment, he was so angry that he wanted to kill someone!
He looked up and saw that the speaker looked familiar, and couldn't help asking, "Who the hell are you?"
The man hastily and courteously explained: "I am Hai Long! Xiao Hailong from the Xiao family, we had dinner together before, with Wang Yunfei, the young master of the Wang family, don't you remember me?"
Liu Ming gritted his teeth and looked at him, suddenly spit bloody phlegm on his face, and cursed angrily: "Fuck your mother, the Xiao family is poor, dare to come here to see my jokes, believe it or not, you will be killed if you turn around!" you?!"
Xiao Hailong was also suffocated.
What the hell is this called?
I saw Liu Ming being handcuffed by the traffic police on the side of the road, and wanted to come over to say hello and flatter him, but I didn't expect this guy to curse at people and even spit on his face. This is so fucking disgusting!
He said angrily: "Liu Shao, you are going too far! I also came here to ask about the situation out of concern among friends. How can you do this?"
Liu Minghuo scolded furiously: "I don't care about you? Besides, you poor dick deserve to be my friend? You're a dick, you, stinky dick, poor dick, still want to get close to me? Get out now!"
"I..." Xiao Hailong was wronged.
But he didn't dare to confront Liu Ming. After all, the ability of the Liu family was countless times stronger than that of the Xiao family who was on the verge of bankruptcy. Offending him would definitely end badly.
So, he could only use his sleeve to wipe off the phlegm on his face, and said bitterly, "Young Master Liu, I'm being too sentimental, I'm sorry."
After finishing speaking, he quickly turned around and got into the car, and drove away.
At this time, he felt so wronged and wronged.
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