"What? What!?"

"Do you think this is a vegetable market?"

At this moment, a roar came.

Along with the roar, three men and women in uniforms came over.

The first one was a man with a big belly and a big cap on his head, his face was a bit pale due to long-term excessive drinking.

The man and woman following him were tall and handsome, and the woman was pure and graceful, and this man and woman were also wearing uniforms, and at the moment they looked at the chaotic crowd with serious faces.

The person who spoke was obviously the leader of these three people.

Seeing these three people coming, the group of fake foreign devils looked at each other and rushed out almost at the same time.

"Zhu Shu, you must uphold justice for us Americans!"

"Zhu Shu, the commissioner of our American embassy will call you soon, you must enforce the law impartially!"

"Zhu Shu, we American citizens have 80,000 if not 100,000 in Yanjing. You must not ignore our demands!"

"Zhu Shu, you are a good friend of us Americans. Your children are all studying in our country. You must understand how we Americans treat our friends, right?"

When these fake foreign devils spoke, some threatened, some lured, and some directly said what they couldn't say.

What these people said inside and outside the meaning is that if Director Zhu does not follow their request to uphold the so-called justice.

Then they will definitely not give up.

Seeing these raging Americans in front of him, Director Zhu only felt a tingling pain on his forehead.

Soon, his eyes fell on Ye Hao and Xia Yun respectively.

As the sub-director of Yanjing's Third Ring Police Station, this Zhu Bacong has a lot of insight. He had a clear understanding of all the dignitaries in Yanjing as early as when he took office.

There are even many important young and old, daughters, this Director Zhu Bacong still has photos in his mobile phone.

The purpose of doing this is to accidentally step on people who shouldn't be stepped on, and take care of things that shouldn't be done.

At this moment, he quickly compared Ye Hao and Xia Yun with the familiar faces in his mind.

Because Ye Hao is new here, and Xia Yun has not been in Yanjing for a long time, after some comparison, Zhu Bacong found that the young couple in front of him are not the big names in the upper circles that he is familiar with.

Although judging from their ostentation and temperament, they are definitely not ordinary people.

But the problem is that there are more rich people in Yanjing, and the rich and powerful who come to Yanjing from all over the world are like crucian carp crossing the river.

In Zhu Bacong's eyes, as long as he is not a top figure in Yanjing circle, he can afford to offend him.

Or it should be said that compared to the difficult Americans, he is more willing to offend Ye Hao, who looks like a foreigner.

Thinking of this, Zhu Bacong, who had already made a preliminary judgment, stepped forward. He put his hands behind his back and signaled those Americans to shut up. Then he squinted at Ye Hao and said, "You are that Ye Hao?"

"The man who left several fingerprints at the murder scene?"

"I'm Ye Hao."

Ye Hao spoke calmly. JrNovels.com