What is it? Mochuan stretched himself and thought it was so easy for an old friend to talk. Maybe he often went to the police station! It has become a common practice to struggle with each other.
Carelessly lost his fingertip cigarette butt, he got up from his chair and gave the little police officer a white look, then followed the police officer out.
Hey, don’t talk nonsense, officer Li. We’re just drinking tea there. What is that?
Mochuan gritted his teeth and quibbled to see that he was consistent in front of his exit. Officer Li knew that he was playing with the black pencil.
Brother Mo, you said that if you don’t do this, we will never send police to suppress it. It’s too hard to give me Li’s face. Staring at a frivolous expression, this man has been in charge of Mo Chuan Hong Kong gangster society for nearly ten years. He has been watching Mo Chuan’s movements since the day he first stepped into the Hong Kong underworld. He has long predicted that this man is a new show of Hong Kong gangster society, because he is hot enough, poisonous enough and loyal enough. He fits in with many gangsters and has too many things. I didn’t expect that he is really a maverick.
Officer Li, I am just a business citizen. How dare I not give officer Li a face? We just got together to drink tea and chat. Don’t you care about chatting and drinking tea? Mochuan casually replied word by word, toying with his slender fingers.
Coaxing and swindling can’t be done for these gangsters, because they are already smooth. Even if they strip off their bodies and fry them in a frying pan, they won’t let them chew on a word. They have their beliefs and ideals, even though the ideal information is contrary to the world, but without him, they will slowly grind and judge these young people. They are different at ordinary times.
When Mo Chuan was escorted out of the police officer’s office, Yao Tingxuan met the man, whose gray coat had been taken off, and a few buttons had fallen off at the cuff links of his white shirt. His bronze skin was also open, so it seems that the police had an argument just now. He was more impatient than Mo Chuan and spoke more arrogantly than Mo Chuan. What’s more, he hated gangsters.
He glanced at Mochuan, raised his head and pulled out a sneer at the corners of his mouth, then Mochuan brushed past and blew out a few pleasant whistles.
It’s my sister, you take the boat, my brother, I walk on the shore, and I love my family … An old love song melody!
Mom is very happy! Behind him, the policeman gave him a violent knock on the shoulder with a metal object in his hand. This policeman was really bold and didn’t like it directly.
Yao Tingxuan ate a star, Give it a fucking try again. He roared with arrogance, even his eyes seemed to pop out, which looked scary.
Hum! The police don’t dare Yao Tingxuan’s cold eyes to look at them. How many bullets have passed in the underworld? The blade licks the blood and gives them a cold look. It seems that they can chop people into pieces. Their means are absolutely cruel and cruel, which makes them daunting.
In general, they will not provoke them, because any police officer who has no family, wife and children is their fatal soft threat.
Mo Chuan smiled coldly and secretly, and the police were cowardly. Yao Tingxuan’s arrogant surname Yao was also born in Gao Qian’s family. If his father saw this, would he be so angry that he vomited blood?
He thought to himself that he had been sent to a prison. When he went in, he saw Deng Lao in the next room. Deng Lao was mentally ill and obese. His body seemed to be leaning against the white wall. Otherwise, everyone would say more at this time because this is the police station. Some things will be exposed. If they are all exposed, the police can’t turn a blind eye again.
They all know a lot of truth!
Mo Chuan sat quietly in the iron bars of the prison. When it was locked, the prison was very quiet, suitable for people to think about something quietly. They just took out a mobile phone from their pocket and confiscated it. This one was hidden in it. At that time, he gave the little policeman a symbolic search and he escaped. There is this mobile phone.
Skilled fingers scratched a line on the touch screen and then a familiar number to send out a message. He just sat there quietly waiting for the message.
After about ten minutes, the news came back.
Wait! Seeing these three words, he hung his heart and finally fell to the ground. It was good that she still remembered his old feelings. Although he was sorry for her, he believed that she would help him.
After a while, the iron gate opened, and the melody of the younger sister and brother was heard again. Then came Push what? I know I’m going, mom, and your ancestors have been working for ten generations. What the fuck have you calculated? When you see the old chief inspector, you have to worship three times.
Look! It’s that mouth that caused the disaster. Mo Chuan is one of the learned former Yao Tingxuan. No matter how incompetent he is, he won’t shout out such words. His mouth is full of foul language and he doesn’t even say anything. His father did it for nothing. He was able to analyze what made his man like that. He was afraid of his wife and didn’t dare to have sex with Xiang Xuexin boldly. He has been trying to endure it for a long time. Some things will change in his heart and then vent it from another channel. Maybe he regrets that he voted for Yao’s family and made Yao Li Xuaner, although that is what many ordinary people hope.
Now Yao Tingxuan has completely changed from a businessman to an outandout gangster. It seems that it is not an easy task for him to get rid of the control of Aojia as a’ talker’.
Sister, you sail at the head of the boat, brother, I walk on the shore, and the rope is swinging.
This time, it’s not a melody, but there are real lyrics. Fuck this man. He deserves to hit ten or twenty holes in the head.
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Jing Zhi was sitting in his office sorting out a batch of reports when he suddenly received information from Mo Chuan. Mo Chuan asked her to find someone to pursue the leading crutch, saying that it was the only evidence that he was elected as a talker. The crutch could not fall into Yao Tingxuan’s hand, saying that Yao Tingxuan wanted to be elected as a talker. If that fellow was elected, it would be bad for them and told her that he could not get out of the police station now, so she could find a way to find Tang Sihan.
When I got the news, I agreed to Mochuan and rushed into Tang Sihan’s office.
I heard that the man sitting at his desk with ink pen was writing. The knifeshaped eyebrows were slightly twisted and his eyelids were lowered. Where is the fire so urgent?
The woman patted her chest and took a deep breath. Can you help Mo Chuan if he has an accident? When she didn’t have time, Townshend turned around and heard the man’s name coming out of her mouth, and his face flashed with displeasure.
What? What makes you think I will help him?
She won’t forget that a few days ago, he put a gun to his skull and tried to shoot him. If it weren’t for a man named Mo, he wouldn’t have stabbed himself twice in the arm, and he wouldn’t have hurt her. She glanced at her arm with white gauze, and his eyes became cold.
Tang Sihan don’t be so bear grudges, ok? He is very dangerous now, just help me!
Help you? A man’s finger pen drips ink from the pen tip, and the white paper is dyed with a black plum flower in its original place.
Looking up and staring at her, the deep black eyes reflect her white and tender face, and her emotions are hidden so deeply that she can’t find out the slightest joys and sorrows.
Lin Jingzhi, why do you think I will help you?