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"Isn't this fat guy? I haven't seen him for a while." Liu Ziguang blocked the fat man in the elevator with a sinister smile, and said to the nurse pushing the wheelchair, " This is my friend, I have something to say to him, you go first."

The fat man had already recognized that the person in front of him was the fierce god who broke his arms and legs, and he trembled in fright: "You, you, you."

Several burly men carried the fat man all the way to the roof of the inpatient building, grabbed the fat man from the wheelchair, and threw him on the ground, causing him to groan in pain.

"Malagbi, I said why I can't see you anymore. So you hid in the hospital. If you hurt someone and don't want to pay, is there any reason?" Liu Ziguang squatted in front of the fat man and said.

"I'm unlucky enough. Qiangzi and the others have spent tens of thousands of dollars on medical bills, and I've been hospitalized myself, so please forgive me." The fat man cried with snot and tears.

"Brother Guang, who did this fat man move?" Xiao Bei was a little confused.

"This guy dares to beat my old man, one of the four tigers in Dibei is his brother-in-law." When Liu Ziguang said this, Xiao Bei was filled with righteous indignation: "What the hell! Dare to beat Uncle Liu, I will take care of this guy." !" As he spoke, he slipped the back collar of the fat man's hospital gown, dragged him to the edge of the roof, beat and frightened him, and did the same.

Liu Ziguang lit a cigarette and sat leisurely to watch the fun.

Five minutes later, Xiao Bei came over wiping the blood on his hands, and said lightly, "It's done, I knocked him 20,000 yuan, and I'll go get the money later."

Liu Ziguang frowned and said, "It's a little less, it's cheaper for him."

Xiaobei turned his face away: "I'll squeeze him a little more."

"Don't panic, it's early in the future, my old man has a headache, I'm sure he will be eaten."

Xiaobei gave a thumbs up: "It's still Guangge Gao."

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An hour later, Zhang Biao's daughter-in-law arrived, bringing only 100,000 yuan in cash. Regardless of Zhang Biao's superficial appearance, he was actually an empty shelf. The massage parlor was a small business with little income. It's fierce, and it's expensive to keep a few cars and a dozen brothers, so I can only scrape together the cash for a while.

Zhang Biao's daughter-in-law is a simple rural woman. She thought that her husband really owed money to others outside. While apologizing to Liu Ziguang, she scolded Zhang Biao angrily: "Where did all your money go? Did you post it to the seller who sold 13 My coquettish bitches, now that something has happened to you, whoever sells 13 has gone?"

Zhang Biao was scolded like a dog, and he was downcast and didn't dare to talk back. Liu Ziguang didn't care about their family affairs, and took 100,000 yuan . Hand over, that's it."

After withdrawing 100,000 yuan in cash, the group left the hospital refreshed. When they reached the gate, suddenly an old man in a white coat stopped beside Liu Ziguang, and looked him up and down with his gold-rimmed glasses.

Liu Ziguang also stopped and looked at himself. There was nothing special about him. Then he looked at this old man, with thinning hair, gentle manner, kind eyebrows and kind eyes, full of pedantry. He looked like an old doctor or expert.

"Young man, the suit on you seems to belong to me." The old man adjusted his glasses and said.

"Your?" Liu Ziguang suddenly realized that this dress was given to her by Fang Fei, and the Scottish tweed suit jacket probably belonged to her father. It seems that today he met the real owner of the clothes.

"Your? Then I'll give it back to you." Without further ado, Liu Ziguang wanted to take off his clothes.

"No, no, you can wear it, it fits you well." The old man looked at Liu Ziguang again with a smile, turned around and walked away, and a group of white coats in the distance immediately surrounded him: "President Fang, look at this operation." How to arrange... "

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"Brother, I got the 20,000 yuan." Bei Xiaoshuai ran over panting, holding a thick stack of money in his hand. This was the cash he took the fat man to the ATM in the hospital lobby just now, plus Zhang Biao's money. The 100,000 yuan, a total of 120,000 yuan, has a very solid feeling in the hand.

"Call and ask the buddy to drive Zhang Biao's Changbei Dipper over here. If you promise, you have to do it." Liu Ziguang waved his hand with a high air. After all, people are in good spirits on happy occasions. Always be upright.

"Must!" Bei Xiaoshuai took out his phone and began to arrange.

After all the affairs were settled, ten people went to Maliu and Accord, and the victory returned to court. The two cars were driving on the road normally, when suddenly a traffic police motorcycle parked on the side of the road sounded its siren and followed. Bei Xiaoshuai was shocked when he saw the red and blue flashing police lights in the rearview mirror: "Brother , couldn't it be the fat man calling the police?"

Liu Ziguang slapped him across the head: "Idiot, the police also came to call the police, and your traffic police also caught thieves."

Bei Xiaoshuai scratched his head. Thinking about it, it really made sense. After all, it was the first time he had done such a big business, so it was normal to feel a little flustered.

Just as he was talking, the traffic police motorcycle was already on the road and stopped the Honda Accord. The police got out of the car, walked to the driver's seat of the Accord, knocked on the window, saluted first, and then said something, Liu Ziguang looked at the car from the rearview mirror. Seeing this scene, he said to Xiaobei: "Get out of the car and see what's going on. "

The two got out of the car and walked over. At this time, the guys in the Accord were at a loss. They were all honest security guards , and they were okay with Zhang Biao. Asked: "What's going on? There is no violation."

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The traffic policeman was very young, in his twenties, looked at Liu Ziguang, then at the blue Maliu parked in front, and said politely: "Please show your driver's license, driving license."

Bei Xiaoshuai put his arms around his chest, and asked extremely arrogantly: "It's not against the rules, why should I show you the book?"

The traffic policeman saluted Bei Xiaoshuai, and said with a pleasant face: " According to the provisions of Article 19 of Chapter Two of the Road Traffic Safety Law of the People's Republic of China, drivers should drive motor vehicles according to the permitted type of driving specified in the driver's license; When driving, you should carry your motor vehicle driver's license with you. In case the public security traffic control department makes a surprise inspection, this driver, please show your driver's license and driving license."

The traffic policeman is neither humble nor overbearing, citing classics, Liu Ziguang is not easy to get mad, so he patted Xiaobei on the shoulder: "If someone wants to read the book, you can show it to him."

In fact, Liu Ziguang had a guilty conscience. He drove the car, and he didn't have a driver's license at all.

The boss spoke, Xiaobei had to obey, cursing and returning to the car to get the driver's license and driving license to show to the police.

The traffic policeman looked at the two certificates, then looked at the license plate and said: " This car has already had 134 violation records. Please go to the traffic police department to accept the punishment as soon as possible, otherwise a late fee will be imposed according to the relevant regulations." Return the ID to Bei Xiaoshuai, and continue to deal with the Honda Accord behind.

Fortunately, the brother also has a driver's license, so he handed over his driver's license and driving license to the traffic policeman. The traffic policeman opened the police pass, entered the license plate number and vehicle chassis number, and the result came out soon.

"This car is a fake car. According to the provisions of Article 16 of Chapter Two of the Traffic Safety Law, forged, altered or used forged or altered motor vehicle registration certificates, license plates, and driving licenses, the public security traffic control department To be temporarily detained, please get out of the car and cooperate."

While talking, the traffic policeman quickly reached into the car window and pulled out the car key. Now everyone quit, the ten brothers all got out of the car, and surrounded the weak traffic policemen.

This car was bought by Wang Zhijun with his life. Everyone counted on it to make a fortune. How can it be deducted as soon as it is said? Brothers, you are really in a hurry, and the words of the usually honest people are also full of gunpowder.

"Why impound the car?" "There is no violation at all, how can I offend you by driving properly!"

"Brother is accommodating, let's smoke a cigarette."

"Talk nonsense to him, kick his motorcycle off."

Surrounded by eight people, the traffic policeman was not afraid, and said firmly, " I will temporarily detain your vehicle according to the regulations. My name is Li Shangting, and my police number is 4587. If you have any objections, you can appeal to the brigade. Obstruction of law enforcement is a crime." Serious violations of the law, I advise you to calm down and don't defy the law with your own body."

Little traffic policeman Li Shangting is just a three-level police superintendent with a bar and a flower on his shoulders. He didn't expect to be so tough, but Liu Ziguang admired him a little. After a closer look, he looked familiar. The police car that chased him on the main road a few days ago Motorcycle is not him.

Li Shangting insisted on confiscating the car, but Liu Ziguang did the same thing. The police are the police, so it would be impossible to overthrow him like Zhang Biao did. Isn't it just an old Accord ?

Just buckle it up, it's a big deal to get it back by relying on the relationship, it's not an option to freeze here, just when Liu Ziguang was about to back down, a black Porsche Cayenne SUV drove out from the parking lot of the big hotel by the side of the road. Black characters, just turning from the sidewalk to the fast lane unscrupulously, crossing the double yellow lines and going retrograde, and the slow driving skills are particularly trendy.

"Why don't you care about illegal military vehicles! You know how to bully us ordinary people!" Bei Xiaoshuai pointed at the Cayenne and shouted, and several other people also shouted angrily, claiming that if the traffic police enforce the law unfairly this time, they will make trouble in the sky. .

The young traffic policeman frowned slightly, seemed to hesitate for a moment, but resolutely separated from the crowd and stopped in front of the Cayenne and stretched out a hand.

Cayenne didn't seem to see the police's hand gestures, and continued to drive forward in retrograde direction without slowing down. It just honked twice like a demonstration, and the modified horn issued a very penetrating sound, which made people's eardrums hurt.

The traffic policeman Li Shangting still stood in place, with his palms raised flat, motionless, like a statue, Kayen stopped with a bang, and was only two centimeters away from the traffic policeman's body. A middle-aged woman jumped out of the car, rushed over aggressively and shouted: "Are you blind? Can't see the license plate?"

Li Shangting stood at attention and saluted, his movements were standard and neat: " Please show your military driver's license and driving license."

The woman ignored him at all, and continued to yell: "What right do you have to read my book, I am a military vehicle, get out of here quickly."

Li Shangting's face was ashen, but he still said politely: " Please show your military driver's license, military officer's license, and this vehicle's driving license."

Seeing the entanglement ahead, several doors of the Cayenne opened at the same time, and a middle-aged man wearing glasses and two young people came out. The middle-aged man stepped forward and took off Li Shangting's hat without saying a word: "Check, Check your mother 13!" The two young men were unambiguous, one left and one right went up and kicked fiercely, Li Shangting grabbed the walkie-talkie and wanted to call for backup, but they snatched it and fell to the ground, the battery was dropped, the police multi-function The bag was also opened, and a stack of tickets came out.

Faced with the beating by four people, Li Shangting still maintained great restraint, just defended and did not fight back. At this time, there were already a lot of onlookers. Seeing that the police were being entangled, Bei Xiaoshuai hurriedly said to Liu Ziguang: "Brother, dodge while you are disorderly." ."

"Wait, help him."

"Who are you helping? That note?" Bei Xiaoshuai opened his mouth in surprise, " Just now he wanted to impound our car."

"One size counts for one size. Those guys are too aggressive. They dared to steal my limelight even if I didn't dare to do anything. Fuck!"

When Liu Ziguang said this, Bei Xiaoshuai also felt that those guys who opened the cayenne were too awesome and really deserved a beating .

"Don't fight, just talk if you have something to say."

"A gentleman uses his words but not his hands. If you have any objections, you can appeal to the brigade leader."

"Sister, calm down, don't try your best."

A few people rushed forward, their mouths were pleasant, but their hands were unceremonious. They pressed the middle-aged man with glasses and the two young men to the ground and punched and kicked them . He was extremely brave, but he was like a deflated ball in front of this group of social youths. He just took out his mobile phone and called with tears in his eyes, calling for reinforcements.

There was a sudden dramatic change, and Li Shangting was also dumbfounded. He saw that the group of people who had been messing with him just now helped him beat the owner of the Cayenne. One guy even climbed into the Cayenne, pulled out the key and threw it into the gutter next to him...

Taking advantage of the chaotic situation, Xiaoshuai Bei got into the Accord, fiddled with the instrument panel, pulled out two wires, and started a fire.

"Don't fight, stop!" Li Shangting yelled, but the scene was out of control and no one listened to him. Before he knew it, the Accord with the key pulled out started quietly and slipped away.

Perhaps some enthusiastic people called the police. After a while, the siren sounded in the distance, and a police car with 110 painted on it drove over from a distance. Seeing the reinforcements from the traffic police arrived, Liu Ziguang and others quickly stopped and got into the crowd of spectators. In the bushes, there was only one little traffic policeman who was at a loss and four people with bruised noses and swollen faces.