After Zhang Lang kicked the person, he was still not satisfied, so he walked up and kicked him in a mess.

In a capitalist society, there is a benefit. As long as you have money, black ones can be said to be white.

Zhang Lang didn't think so much, he beat him first.

Zhang Lang is very particular about beating people, and his whole body is so painful that he can't move. However, no matter how you check it, it will definitely not be red or swollen, and it will not be found out.

"Zhang Sheng, please calm down. If the porcelain does not touch the tiles, it will not be a good thing for such a person!" Li Chaoren received the news and rushed out to persuade him.

"Oh! Zhang Sheng, you are still too young and too impulsive. I don't know what to say about your newspaper tomorrow!"

"Whatever you like! I'm not a star, and I don't rely on reputation to make a living." Zhang Lang smiled indifferently.

"These people are dogs. If you catch them and bite you, you will be disgusting even if you can't bite them to death! Can you still bite them back?"

"I won't bite you back, I will knock off his mouth full of teeth!" After kicking for a while, Zhang Lang's anger also came out. As soon as Li Chaoren persuaded him, he stopped.

Look at the reporters around, they all hid far away. They were arrogant before, and even Li Chaoren dared to slander. It was not that they were really not afraid of death, but that Li Chaoren would not be as knowledgeable as them.

In the words of Li Chaoren just now, they are puppies, and it is their nature to bite people casually. If you have the ability, you can bite them back?

But when they encounter Zhang Lang's disagreement, they are really scared. The bonus is important, but it is not worth it to be beaten for nothing.

They were hiding far away, secretly happy that tomorrow's headlines have come, and beating people has been enough for them to eat for several days.

After glanced at other reporters, Zhang Lang smiled and said, "I've caused trouble for Mr. Li, I'll say goodbye first!"

"Zhang Sheng walked slowly, the police would probably come to you later. It would be better to call the lawyer, otherwise it would be more troublesome." Li Chaoren did not try to keep him too much, but just reminded him.

"Okay, thank you Mr. Li for your reminder." Zhang Lang thanked him and turned around and walked home.

It’s more troublesome. In Li Chaoren’s opinion, it’s really not a big deal, it’s just a bit troublesome.

It doesn’t matter to Zhang Lang. It’s not just good-looking to spend so much money a year to raise a royal lawyer.

When he got home, Zhang Lang called Guan Jinpeng and told him about the matter.

"Mr. Zhang, if the police came before I arrived, don't say anything, leave it to me to handle everything! Don't worry, just call someone, just leave it to me." Guan Jinpeng explained on the phone.

For the imperial lawyer, the case of beating people is really a small case. If it weren't for Zhang Lang being his biggest funder, he wouldn't have accepted such a case at all.

The police in Xiangjiang are quite efficient. After Zhang Lang hung up the phone, the police came to the door.

The police had a good attitude and checked the IDs of Zhang Lang and others.

Still very polite, the police are not as brainless as they act in movies and TV series and discriminate against mainlanders.

People who can live in such a villa, no matter where they are, cannot be neglected.

"If you have any questions, you can wait until my lawyer comes."

Regarding the police's question, Zhang Lang followed Guan Jinyuan's instructions and asked me to send me a message.

Looking at the polite policeman, Zhang Lang felt funny, "Talk to my lawyer!" Such words really made him feel like a big shot in the movie.

The imperial lawyer is a lawyer who specializes in litigation and is also the highest level of litigation lawyers.

The police's biggest headache is not the gangsters, but these royal lawyers.

There are not many royal lawyers in Hong Kong, each of them is a guest of honor for the Hong Kong Governors and Councillors.

Regarding Jinpeng, the royal lawyer, came forward, Zhang Lang had nothing left. The police politely said goodbye and left, just telling Zhang Lang not to leave Xiangjiang for the time being.

"Mr. Zhang, I'll say goodbye first. Leave this matter to me and don't worry! There is no problem!" Guan Jinpeng also said goodbye and left.

"You! Why are you still so impulsive?" Tang Feifei couldn't help but complain.

"Who told that boy to say anything about his words? He didn't even say anything about communist and wife, but he dared to look at you with that look! It would be light to beat him."

He was angry with the crowd for Hongyan. Regardless of whether it was right or wrong, Hongyan must be very happy.

"You!" Tang Feifei gently gave Zhang Lang a roll of her eyes and stopped mentioning this matter.

"Let's go! Let's go back to the house, don't wake up my godmother and the others!"

The small storm did not affect Zhang Lang's life, and he was happy all night.

"Uncle Wolf! You're in the newspaper!"

Su Wenfang, who went out to buy groceries early in the morning, ran back with a large stack of newspapers.

Zhang Lang flipped it around casually, picked up a newspaper titled "Come to the Popularity" and said to Tang Feifei with a smile: "Don't say that these reporters have good photography skills! Look at this picture, isn't my kicking posture very handsome?"

"Virtue!" Tang Feifei rolled her eyes.

"Wolf cub, what's going on? Is it important? Are you injured?" Godmother asked worriedly.

"Godmother, I'm fine! Don't you know my hand yet?"

"It's good if you're not injured!" said the godmother patted her chest.

My godmother was illiterate and knew that Zhang Lang was fine. She looked at the photos in the newspaper and stopped paying attention to this matter.

This is a matter of habit. It is normal to fight in the mountains. In my godmother's perception, as long as Zhang Lang is not injured, fighting is not a problem at all.

"Bang!"

Professor Wen slapped the table.

"How can these reporters do this? Isn't this nonsense? Is there any professional ethics?"

"Professional ethics? Professor Wen is not here in our country. You have also learned it. Don't you know? The professional ethics of newspapers in capitalist society are serious nonsense."

"Oh! It's a good fight! I'm an old man who wants to hit someone."

"Haha, you don't need to do it. I'll do this!"

"Wolf cub, will there be trouble?"

"It's okay! This is the best thing for capitalist society. If you have money, it's reasonable! You don't have to worry about it. Leave it to the lawyers to worry about this!"

"Uncle Wolf, when I came back just now, I found that there were many reporters around outside."

"If you want to, let them surround me."

Zhang Lang flipped through the newspaper indifferently, "Wife, look, this is what I am talking about Zheng Shaoqiu!"

"Yeah, it's not bad! It's much better than you."

"You can speak with your conscience. Look at how thin and thin I am as good as me?" Zhang Lang protested.

"I think so, it's the best thing for us wolf cubs! Look at what this one is called, it's so dry like a little chicken. If you are in our mountains, you won't be able to find a wife!" The godmother supported her strongly beside her.

"I also think Uncle Wolf looks good! Zheng Shaoqiu is like a big girl, not a man at all." Su Wenfang also expressed his support for Zhang Lang.

Zhang Lang proudly picked Tang Feifei.

"Okay, you're the best, okay!" Tang Feifei said angrily.
Chapter completed!