The owner of the car next to him also rolled down the window, and said in a whispered voice: "Haha, I didn't expect Lamborghini to be blocked as well. My heart is balanced. That's why the luxury car can't drive."

Yuemangong glanced at him, ignored him, and said to me.

"The police station just turned a turn. Let's go over. This road is a one-way street and cannot be turned. There is an accident ahead. It seems to be blocked. If you drive past, I am afraid that it will be blocked for another hour."

I said: "Okay, just a few steps away."

Yuemangong called Qianmen and asked nearby students to help him drive the car back.

Then we got out of the car with the car keys still in the car.

"My day, absolutely, it's just a traffic jam. You don't want your car anymore?" The owner of the car next to him stuck out his head and slapped his tongue. "The rich are really different from us."

I can't laugh or cry, there really is a problem with this person's brain circuit.

The dispatcher said it was far away, and said it was near, in fact, there was still a thousand meters away, and I walked and jumped on crutches.

When we arrived at the police station, we still didn't open our mouths to inquire. We saw two policemen from a distance, surrounded by a brand-named, domineering young beauty, one in a hurry, and the other with kind words.

Beside, Zheng Peng's face was swollen in despair, and he pointed to the woman: "Damn bitch, if I can't clean up you today, my surname will not be Zheng!"

The police said: "Just a slap, you apologize to him, why do you have to coax him into detention?"

The young beauty arrogantly said: "I'm going to be detained, please detain me. You are law enforcement officers, how can you be so gentle?!"

Zheng Peng jumped angrily: "You heard that there is no such thing, arrest her, I will sue her!"

The policeman with the smiling face said: "Mr. Zheng, your slap is not even a minor injury, even if you can be held for a few days."

The black-faced policeman is relatively more just, and said: "Even if it is a day, he will be detained."

When the young beauty heard this, she smiled and applauded, her beautiful eyes rolling steadily.

"The policeman said well that he will be detained even for a day. Hurry up and detain me."

"Miss Wu, do you think it's fun? It's all drug dealers and murderers. What good can you get in there?" He finished persuading the young beauty and whispered to the black-faced policeman. " Are you crazy, detain her? You don't want to do it, do you?"

I watched from a distance, and I just thought it was very funny. This situation is really rare. I have never seen such a situation. The prisoner himself asked for detention, but the police wanted her to apologize and leave.

The young beauty stuck her tongue out at Zheng Peng.

"Slightly, when I see you, your life is low. If I hit you, I'll hit you. What can you do with me? Be careful next time, this lady sees you still hitting."

"you!"

"I am what I am!"

"I fucking beat you bitch to death!"

Zheng Peng raised his hand and wanted to fight, but the slap was not able to go down. He looked at me and Yueman Gong in amazement, Yueman Gong was holding his hand.

"Who are you?!" Zheng Peng couldn't be furious. It is estimated that he has never been so wronged from birth to now.

Yueman Yu said: "I apologize to you on her behalf, but you can't do it."

"Who the fuck are you? Do I show you a face?!"

Zheng Peng was about to lose control of his anger. He might have recognized me. He glanced at me with a little guilty conscience, hoping that I would not recognize him.

I smiled and said, "Don't you know who I am? I am your grandfather."

Yueman Gong took it seriously and asked, "Is he your family?"

I probably really thought I was his grandfather. The Moon Man Bow released Zheng Peng’s hand. Zheng Peng quickly took a step backwards, shaking his hand with pain. There was a red palm print on his wrist, which was grasped by Moon Man Bow. .

I can't laugh or cry, Moon Man Bow really has no humorous cells.

"He met at the service station yesterday and wanted to molest my girlfriend, but later he had to single out with me. If he lost, he accepted me as a grandfather and a good grandson. You won't forget about this, right?"

Zheng Peng's face was flushed, and there were several entourages from his company beside him. These few people were not the little hooligans who followed him yesterday. I was so embarrassed by this exposure.

He simply broke the can and pointed at me and said, "Police, I report that he has a gun! He is holding a gun illegally. Yesterday he threatened me with a gun. I just..."

The two policemen stared at each other and didn't know what to do for a while.

I didn't want to embarrass the police, so I sighed and took out the gun from my pocket.

"Don't move! Don't move! Put down the weapon!"

"Comrade police, you see, he has a gun, hurry up and detain him!"

I raised my hands to the top of my head, put the gun on the ground, crying and laughing: "Can you take a look carefully?"

The black-faced policeman, cautiously, came over and picked up the gun.

Zheng Peng said: "Is it imprisoned for illegal gun possession? Are you still not arresting people?!"

The black-faced policeman put the gun in his hand and squeezed it, then grabbed the muzzle with both hands and smashed it forcefully. The gun was cut into two pieces. The inside was plastic, revealing the ignition port of a lighter.

His face became darker, and he handed it to Zheng Peng: "Look at it for yourself. This is obviously a lighter, not real."

I smiled and said, "I am a law-abiding citizen, so how can I bring a gun? Yesterday I was in a wheelchair, and he wanted to molest my girlfriend and singled out with me. I was scared, so I scared him with this. I told him not to come, but he did well. He knelt down and called my grandpa. He insisted on calling, and I couldn't stop him. You are really curious, you kind of grandson , I don't want to be ashamed."

Zheng Peng was almost mad, his face flushed, and he was more uncomfortable than being slapped by a younger sister.

A few onlookers could not help but laugh, and a few had already laughed quietly.

Zhao Zichen is really my master. Sure enough, you don’t need to bring real guns. JrNovels.com