Cha Zhiqing was pulled away by his subordinates. In this short moment, he was as powerful as a tiger and beaten up Ah Xiong. Now Ah Xiong was still moving on his back, looking at Zhou Lizai, who was lying on the ground with his arms bent, and his face was shiny under the moonlight, not far away. He was beaten to his skin, as if a round mushroom umbrella bulge was raised above, and his skin was about to bloom under the moonlight.

Then Zhou Lizai's body trembled violently, and Cha Zhiqing's legs walked towards him.

"Brother Cha! It's nothing to do with me! I've been digging stinky ditches in the morning, and I don't know he's going to..." Zhou Lizai, who used his arm to block his head and face, shouting, knowing that he's now like he's lying in a tiger's mouth.

"Stand up and talk!" Cha Zhiqing took the sweat towel handed over by his subordinates and wiping the blood on his fists and shouted.

Zhou Lizai immediately "stand up" obediently, kneeling in front of Cha Zhiqing.

"I'll ask you, is the old boat gang involved in the fish market?" Cha Zhiqing squatted down again, and asked with Zhou Lizai, staring at each other's eyes.

Looking at the fierce light that devoured people in his eyes, Zhou Lizai shivered and quickly defended: "Brother Cha, I really don't know. I am just a temporary worker. Qi Boyan only met today. In the past, he always sat in the office of Qilihe Branch looking at the map. But he didn't expect that he would lead a team to Shiligou today..."

"I really don't know?" Cha Zhiqing was a little disappointed and frowned and stared at Zhou Lizai.

"Brother Cha! Brother Cha, you know me! I have always been a temporary worker in the health bureau over there, doing some dirty work of sweeping the streets, clearing mud, digging sewers, digging manure, and driving hawkers. It's not my turn to serve tea and water to the leader! I don't know what the old boat has done for them..." Zhou Lizai tried hard to open his swollen eyelids, and spit out a bunch of vague words with his cheeks that were beaten high, and he was flushed. He was very sad. I don't want to do it anymore. I really don't want to do it anymore. I'm going to do it tomorrow... No, I will never go to the health bureau again, and I will resign immediately...."

"Oh!" Seeing that I couldn't find anything, Cha Zhiqing sighed irritably, grabbed the cloth bag beside Zhou Lizai and stood up.

"What is this?" Cha Zhiqing weighed the things in his hand and tried the weight.

"Brother Cha, please spare me, I'm wronged..." Zhou Lizai, who was kneeling on the ground, begged bitterly.

"Go, Lao Mou!" Cha Zhiqing suddenly roared with anger, swung the cloth bag in his hand, and thrust it into Zhou Lizai's head from a high point.

"Wow!" Zhou Lizai screamed in the sound of the glass wine bottle breaking in the cloth bag. She turned into a servant and knelt on all sides before Cha Zhiqing's feet.

"Burn my fish market! Sanitize the beast!" Cha Zhiqing was still not satisfied, and held the bag with both hands and swung it high. In the fragrance of wine, he once again smacked the bag of glass and braised pork on the back of Zhou Lizai's head like a meteor hammer.

With a "dong!", Zhou Lizai's limbs, which were supporting the ground, collapsed like an earthquake in the wooden building on Water and Fire Street, and his whole body was firmly printed on the soil.

"Bare you backbone to death!" Cha Zhiqing threw away the blood in his hand and the cloth bag dyed red by wine. He gasped for two times and kicked Zhou Lizai's face with a leather shoe, but he no longer regarded the thing under his feet as a human being. He was completely volleying a football.

His subordinates rushed forward again to beat Zhou Lizai to death.

After a while, Zhou Lizai was pulled up again by his hair. The difference was that this time he had no strength to kneel down, just like a dying dead fish, he was pulled off the ground with his chest.

Looking at the ghost-like face in front of Cha Zhiqing, Zhou Lizai continued to beg for mercy weakly: "Brother Cha...I was wrong...I spare my life..." As soon as he spoke, blood, saliva and knocked teeth flowed out, flowing down the corner of his mouth, and mixed with the soil on his face into a red sticky soup, and the teeth stuck to it.

"You old mu!" Cha Zhiqing gritted his teeth and looked at the sanitary worker who was beaten into mud. With his arms swinged, he had a dagger full of cold light in his hand.

"Brother Cha..." Looking at the dagger wizarding in front of him, Zhou Lizai was so scared that she was out of her mind, but she didn't even have much strength to beg for mercy. She could only cry out in two lines of tears.

"This time I cut your ear first, so that you can have a long memory! If you are looking for trouble again, you will pick your scaffolding tendons!" Cha Zhiqing said, and one hand suddenly grabbed Zhou Lizai's ear, and the dagger in his hand was cut directly over, as skillful and indifferent as the braised meat dealer in the market.

"No! Brother Cha!" Zhou Lizai shouted.

At this moment, a loud shout came from the road: "What are you doing? Public Security Bureau!"

The heavy drink made the Annan Gang who was holding Zhou Lizai shock all over. Zhou Lizai took this opportunity to use her energy to make her struggle suddenly, and broke away from the hands that held his arms on both sides, and threw them to the ground. Cha Zhiqing's knife did not cut his ear, but cut a big hole along his temple.

The person behind rushed over, Cha Zhiqing squatted on the ground and looked back: he saw two oil glass lamps floating towards them on the road like ghost fire. A group of black shadows ran quickly with leather shoes, and the sound of revolver shooting hammers and pulling them in place, and there was also a roar: "Don't move! Public Security Bureau!"

"Old Mou! When will the police station start patrolling at night?" Zhou Lizai, who was still begging for mercy on the ground, had already achieved his goal. Cha Zhiqing turned around, took his subordinates and rushed down the dirt road, and rushed towards the dense shack.

On the edge of the dirt road, Xi Shengmo, who was holding a revolver, stopped chasing because the dark stench was emitting a stench in the distance, like a ferocious dragon's mouth, which was also a shanty town. The tall shacks were densely packed like the sorghum field in the north. If you rush in, you will get lost immediately. Don't even think of catching the escaped mice, especially at night, which is seeking death.

Half an hour later, Zhou Lizai, who was dying, sat on the wall chair of the temporary security bureau. Xi Shengmo also asked the nurse in the bureau to bandage him the wound. The little hooligan was almost killed. His face was beaten so hard that his nose was swollen. The back of his head was filled with glass slag. The temple was cut into a knife. His whole face was covered with mud and blood, and the collar of his shirt was fertilized into a dark brown border.

Today is Xi Shengmo's first night patrol. In the past, the police station did not care at all, and there was no manpower to take care of it. As a talented police officer from the Royal Police Academy, Xi Shengmo chose to start with the basic "backbone" security, which means patrolling on several roads that are still fair, such as Water and Fire Street, to ensure the safety of the "backbone", give the crime a dam, and give the victim a refuge to escape.

Unexpectedly, the victim who was rescued for the first night patrol was the famous free-range hooligan in the surrounding area - Zhou Lizai.

Everyone is familiar with him. This man claims to be a stroll in the capital. He is complacent and thinks he is fashionable and has more knowledge than other hooligans. But in fact, he is just a gangster like an embroidered pillow in the hooligan circle. Fighting and chopping people is not as cruel as those from other places. People dare to stab people with just one bite of food and one look. Zhou Lizai definitely can't do it.

In the past, he often followed the old boat gang to bully people because of a meal. Later, the power of the Annan gang increased greatly, and he cursed the Annan gang Axiong and worked as a tea boy who was pretending to be a tiger. Later, he entrusted his connections to work as a temporary worker in Qilihe Health Bureau. He was even more arrogant. He wore that uniform every day and wandered around the streets, eating and drinking more righteously. Of course, everyone understands what this guy is.

Today, the Health Bureau swept the fish market during the day, but at night he was ambushed and beaten up like this. Everyone knows who is messing with him.

Xi Shengmo, who was sitting behind the desk, saw that Zhou Lizai was almost bandaged, threw the newspaper in his hand on the table, lit up the oil lamp on the table, picked up the paper and pen, looked at Zhou Lizai sitting against the wall across the table, and began to take the transcripts himself. He asked:

"What's going on? Why did those people beat you and cut you with a knife? Tell me."

Zhou Lizai's skin shivered several times. In fact, he was smiling bitterly, but because his face was beaten into a pig's head, his mouth was swollen and slanted. When he smiled, he looked at his skin trembling: "Sir Xi, no one hit me, you've read it wrong."

"No one hits you? How did you get the injury on your face?" Seeing that the other party was not planning to cooperate, Xi Shengmo threw away the pen in his hand and leaned back on the back of the chair.

"I hired a car home in the evening. There was a car accident on the way, and the driver ran away by himself. Alas." Zhou Lizai sighed and raised his breath helplessly in order to finish his well-known lies and nonsense: "I fell all by myself."

"Hmph." Knowing that a hooligan like Zhou Lizai would not cooperate with the police officer at all, Xi Shengmo snorted coldly and said, "Then you fill out a confession form for injuries in a car accident. After all, we met you when we were on police patrol."

"Okay... OK... OK, sir. I can't write." Zhou Lizai nodded quickly, and then added quickly.

Xi Shengmo immediately called a police officer to record his confession for the car accident, and was the witness and the responsible person to wait for a while to sign it to ensure that the record was the other party's true confession; this is a regulation to prevent the Public Security Bureau from bullying illiterate.

Since it was a lie and nonsense that everyone knew, the confession was recorded in a few minutes. When Xi Shengmo leaned on the table and signed the confession, Zhou Lizai stood up and walked to the table and begged miserably, "Sir Xi, I'm so painful, can I smoke a cigarette?"

"I don't smoke." Xi Shengmo looked up at Zhou Lizai. The two looked at each other for three seconds. Just as Zhou Lizai was trembling with embarrassment and wanted to turn and retreat, Xi Shengmo suddenly turned his head and shouted to his subordinates: "Old Liu, give him a cigarette."

He first came here and needed to be familiar with the situation. He suddenly thought that the unlucky bastard in front of him might be a source of information, so he wanted to talk. So he gave face and asked his subordinates to give him cigarettes.

After lit the sheriff's cigarette, Zhou Lizai took a deep breath in a hurry. The comfort of tobacco and the pain of flesh came together, and he shivered for a few times.

"Li Zai, what are you going to do? Do you want me to give you a certificate? Prove that you are injured, the Health Bureau can give it a fake." Xi Shengmo looked at the unlucky guy who was swearing in the clouds and spitting mist and wanted to get in touch.

"Go to his Lao Mou's health bureau!" Zhou Lizai cursed viciously and began to wipe the blood-stuffed mud on his face with his palms.

"What's wrong? Don't want to do it anymore?" Xi Shengmo smiled.

"Sir, look, God, my Lord has made me like this, why are you doing the health bureau?" Zhou Lizai pointed to the gauze on his finger and smiled bitterly.

"Then what are you going to do? I heard that you have been a chef apprentice, set up a fish stall, and continue to dry fishmongers?" Xi Shengmola made a family conversation.

Zhou Lizai blew a long smoke dragon to the sky, sighed, and was silent for a long time, saying, "Who else can our Zhou family ask for? Please, master, see what kind of work can you introduce to you."

"Who is the master?" Xi Shengmo just came. Although he made a lot of efforts in public security and intelligence, even the name Zhou Lizai appeared in his secret investigation notes, except for the gang's intelligence and general context, he must still not know the subtle relationship of Shiligou.

"Who else can it be? It's the famous Master Fang Bingsheng of Shiligou Wolong!" Zhou Lizai shouted, and then added gloriously: "My father used to be his personal coachman. Our family used to serve Master Fang. I went to the Health Bureau to find a relationship."

"I didn't expect that your family has this relationship with Fang Bingsheng." Xi Shengmo laughed.

"Ha, our master is amazing. He used to be in Song Youtie..." Zhou Lizai heard that the other party seemed to be unfamiliar with Fang Bingsheng, and his expression was raised, and he wanted to brag about how powerful his master was, just as he had done repeatedly in recent years.

But before he could show off his words, Xi Shengmo stood up and stared at the door. Zhou Lizai turned his head in confusion and saw two people entering the police station. One of them was half-carried and half-held, dragging the other with his head hanging down, and the bloody face flowed into the door. The blood dripping down the chin made the injured man's suit mottled on the front.

"What's wrong?" Xi Shengmo asked loudly.

"The robber hurts people!" replied the person who was holding him.

"It's so easy to wear at night? I deserve it!" Zhou Lizai's bruised and swollen face shivered and smiled strangely. The hooligan ran to the two of them, wanting to see the unlucky guy having fun for him, but he squatted down and looked at the injured face from bottom to top, and froze instantly, and then he screamed in horror:
Chapter completed!