Broken wolves

Chapter 88 Fight to the death!

In the market where people come and go, in front of a stall in the meat market, the business owners and residents who buy vegetables all around spontaneously form a circle, watching the scene in the center of the venue...

"Captain Zhou, my son is still young, ignorant, and has a bad temper. If he offends you, please help me. Say hello to the comrades in the police station and let him out! I will discipline him strictly in the future. I beg you, Zhao, take this cigarette and smoke it, and take this piece of pork liver back home to make soup to nourish your body..." Zhao Shanhe, who is nearly [-] years old, tugged at the sleeve of Zhou Ke, the captain of the county urban management brigade, and begged road.

"Don't come here! You don't know who your son is? He has to go to the police station every week to report to a black household! That's a permanent supervision, don't you know? It's like, like half a foot in jail Fuck it! Damn it, you’re so dishonest and dare to violently resist the law?! All 4 of my team members told him to injure him! Damn it! The cigarettes can be passed away. Let me tell you, this matter can’t be solved with 20 or [-] yuan! Just wait! I guess the comrades at the police station will sentence him to life imprisonment, or he will be shot! It's just a club, and you deserve it if you die." Zhou Ke, the captain of the urban management brigade, shook off Zhao Shanhe's hand, threw the pork liver and cigarettes on the ground, and kicked his pork stall with a stinking face. Looking at Zhao Shanhe who was picking up things all over the floor.

"Unlucky!" Zhou Ke secretly scolded him for going out today. Old Zhao would have done well a few days earlier, but when he remembered what happened a few days ago, Zhou Ke gasped.That day, he led a group of urban management officers to beat the autumn wind in the market, and happened to walk to Lao Zhao's pork stall. He wanted to get some money to go back to take a shower at night and visit a beauty salon or something.Who would have thought that Lao Zhao was not at the stall, but his son Zhao Dawei, who had returned from the army, was taking care of the business.Zhou Ke hinted at that brat twice, but unexpectedly, that brat didn't fart, and even squinted at him!I also blamed myself for not living up to expectations, I was trembling all over after staring at that stinky boy, in order not to lose face, I had to find an excuse of 'affecting hygiene and damaging the city appearance' on the spot and asked my brothers to take over his stall.Originally, I wanted to teach the brat a little lesson, and then ask his old man Zhao Shanhe to bring some good cigarettes and wine to the Urban Management Bureau to clear things up, and then it's over.Who knew that brat didn't know what kind of evil he was, but he dared to start a fight with the urban management team members, and beat all his brothers to death.

Thinking of Zhao Dawei's red-eyed, playful beating up of his brothers, Zhou Ke couldn't help shivering again.This fucking force came out ain't the same!Fortunately, I was smart, so I slipped into the crowd early in the morning and called 110. When the police arrived, they pointed a gun at Zhao Dawei and escorted him away.The brothers under him were unlucky, all of them were injured and hospitalized.Later, I heard from the gang at the police station that this kid was forcibly discharged from the army. It seems that he made some mistakes in the army and was returned by the country. The crime will be severely punished!Hearing this news, Zhou Ke felt a little more relaxed. That guy must never be released again, otherwise even ten of them would not be able to hold back his pair of fists.

"Captain Zhou, you should always think of a way, you must release my son! He is still young, I am willing to do it privately, I am willing to do it privately, I will pay for the medical expenses and nutrition expenses, please don't embarrass my son , He has suffered a lot in the army, but he can’t just ruin it like this! I beg you, woo woo...Captain Zhou, I beg you, please be merciful..." Mr. Zhao Shanhe With tears running down his face, he knelt on the ground and pulled Zhou Ke's trouser leg, begging.

"Privately? Hmph! 20 I will privately share with you. Otherwise, haha... When I was drinking last time, I heard people say that your family has a treasure handed down by the ancestors of the Ming Dynasty..." Zhou Ke smashed it With his mouth narrowed and his eyes narrowed, Mance said methodically.He really enjoys this feeling of being domineering. This is killing chickens for monkeys to see. Who else in the market would dare to disrespect him, Captain Zhou?This is the end!The general urban management team members around him also smiled obscenely, they all knew that Captain Zhou had been thinking about that ancestral treasure of the Zhao family for a long time.

The business owners around watched silently without daring to speak out. Zhao Shanhe begged for Zhou Ke's tragic situation with his nose and tears, which made them feel sad.But the merchants were helpless. In their eyes, Captain Zhou was a great official. They were all big figures with backgrounds. As ordinary people, they could only swallow their anger and dare not speak out!Lao Zhao's son didn't overthrow him just after he came back from the army. Instead, he was sent to the police station.It is currently unknown whether he is alive or dead. I heard that Lao Zhao has spent a lot of money these days, but he has never seen his son, and he doesn't know what happened to Zhao Dawei.

"It's useless to fish people out! Let me tell you, your son's life is over! He is a deserter! Do you know? The police comrades have said that this is the state's favor, otherwise your son would have been shot. It’s so fucking bearish..." Zhou Ke frightened Zhao Shanhe with more fuel and vinegar, and continued to insult Zhao’s family with his wounds like salt. Not every day can meet.How face-saving, are veterans amazing?Can't you fight?Didn't they get squatting in the cell as usual!

"My son is not a deserter! My son has suffered so much in the past few years as a soldier, and he was injured all over when he came back. My son is good! My son also brought back cigarettes that can only be smoked by an army commander to honor me! You have never seen one with an iron shell. If my son is a deserter, where is this smoke coming from?..." Zhao Shanhe immediately stopped when he heard someone insulting his son.Hastily dug out a special box from the coat pocket.On the cigarette case are two steel guns interlaced with each other, with an embossed August 039st military emblem in the middle, and a line of regular script at the bottom: "Special supply for the Chinese People's Liberation Army internally".Zhao Shanhe opened it for everyone to see. In the imposing cigarette case, there were still three special cigarettes with golden holders lying quietly.

"Yo~ What's this? I didn't see you respecting us for a taste..." Zhou Ke is also a good smoker, so he was about to reach out to pick it up and taste it.

"No! You can't smoke this cigarette. My son told me that this is all in exchange for his life. It is a proof of his bravery. I can't give you this cigarette. If the higher authorities want to sentence my son, I will give it to you." Hand it over to the court and let the comrades in the court take a look! It is his fault that my son hit someone, but my son is definitely not a deserter, absolutely not!" Zhao Shanhe closed the cigarette case and held it tightly like a baby. hand.This move made Zhou Ke very angry, damn it!It's nothing to lose one cigarette. In front of so many business owners, Zhou Ke felt that this face was not to be ashamed of.

"Fuck! Don't put gold on your son's face! You are still brave, I think your son is a deserter! These cigarettes may have been stolen from their chief. Has the country returned? Hehe~ It turned out to be a thief! Brothers, get this thing for me! From now on, I will testify in court..." Zhou Ke ordered his men to go down and snatch the cigarette from Zhao Shanhe's hand box, laughing arrogantly.