Perspective master in the city

"Boss, we need to calm down a bit. It is not only by force that we can vent our anger."

Ji Fan also spoke out. He held Zhang Dahou's arm tightly and said, "For a person like this, the law should give him what he deserves."

"The law may not be useful to them, and they may not leave evidence when they do bad things!"

Zhang Dahou shook Ji Fan's hand vigorously. Although he didn't shake it off, he still used his crutch to knock hard on the door of the next ward a few times.

bang bang bang...

The cane knocked hard on the door, making a muffled sound.

"What are you doing?"

The two police officers were standing guard in the aisle at the door of the ward. Naturally, they saw Zhang Dahou's behavior and asked immediately.

bang bang bang...

Zhang Dahou ignored the two police officers and knocked on the door with his cane.

Ji Fan knew Zhang Dahou's temper, and he didn't try too hard to stop him. He knew that his boss would definitely not let it go if he didn't vent his anger.

"This is a hospital, patients need a quiet environment to rest, don't mess around!" A police officer seemed to warn solemnly.

"Yes, this is a hospital, not a place to mess around, let alone a place to find a mistress!" Zhang Dahou replied coldly.

"Uh..." The two police officers were both choked up. In fact, they could guess what happened just now, but after all, they were only small police officers and could not afford to offend senior officials.

After being knocked on the door continuously, the patients in the ward naturally opened the door.

The door opened, and a bald man who looked to be in his forties walked out of it.

This man is probably only 1.6 meters tall, and he is slightly fat. He is wearing a patient suit, has a big beer belly, and a pair of short eyebrows that are almost squeezed together, showing that he is very unhappy.

"Who knocked on the door just now?" When the man asked, he looked at the two police officers again.

"It's not us, it's him." A policeman pointed at Zhang Dahou and said with a guilty conscience.

"It's you?" The man looked at Zhang Dahou, a little confused.

"Are you the secretary of the district committee?" Zhang Dahou asked without answering.

"What do you mean?"

The man frowned even more, and said again: "I am indeed the secretary of Fengxian District, what's wrong?"

"It's just you!"

Zhang Dahou nodded, and then he raised his fist without warning, and his fist naturally landed on the man's face.

Zhang Dahou's arm was pulled by Guanlu, and Guanlu didn't expect that Zhang Dahou would actually do it. In addition, Guanlu's own arm was also sick, so he couldn't hold Zhang Dahou.

"Ouch!"

The man was in pain, he was knocked to the ground by Zhang Dahou's punch.

"you!"

"stop!"

The two police officers were also in a hurry. They didn't expect that Zhang Dahou would dare to attack a district committee secretary, so they rushed forward to subdue Zhang Dahou first.

Ji Fan and Guan Lu also reacted, and immediately blocked a police officer respectively.

"Being an official is for the people, and you are not worthy of being an official!" Zhang Dahou seemed to have not calmed down, and even tapped the secretary's buttocks with his crutches a few times.

"Boss, forget it."

"No more fights!"

Ji Fan and Guan Lu hurriedly dragged Zhang Dahou to Guo Jun's ward, fearing that Zhang Dahou would maim or kill the secretary. After all, the secretary had already been hospitalized, so he must be in poor health.