As the voice fell, Zhao Sankin no longer hesitated. He took sun Rou's jade hand and directly stepped away.

"No one moves!" however, what Zhao Sanjin didn't think of was that before he could move his body, the door of the box was pushed open, and he was greeted by a black muzzle.

"Police?" Zhao Sanjin was stunned. Looking at Zhang Hu, who was like a great enemy, he knew that this thing was not played and directed by Zhang Hu. Moreover, Zhang Hu was a black man and was not stupid enough to cooperate with the police.

Besides, even if we cooperate, the purpose is to catch ourselves? Isn't that a little ridiculous?

In this way, the only person that can be involved is Qin lang. you don't have to think about it. Qin Lang, who has been insulted one after another, made the move of calling the police. The reason must be to correct Zhang Hu's involvement in the underworld and define Zhao Sanjin as an accomplice.

In this way, it not only solved Zhao Sanjin's hatred and reported Zhang Hu's hatred, but also easily obtained sun Rou's practice of killing three birds with one stone. Zhao Sanjin was not allowed to clap his hands and praised the scheme.

"Police millet, I'm a pure citizen!" Zhao Sanjin protected sun Rou behind him, revealing his white big teeth and said with a silly smile.

"Good people?" the chief policeman sneered, pointed to the six thugs outside the door, and asked, "are you a good people who will take thugs at any time? In this legal society, will anyone fight you?"

"Oh, my God!" Zhao Sanjin wiped his face helplessly. How could he forget the six thugs outside.

Now, the yellow mud falls into the crotch. It's not shit, it's shit

"Come with me to the police station?" I have to say that the police boss is also funny. He looks at Zhao Sanjin with a smile and has no airs at all.

"Let's go!" Zhao Sankin shook his head reluctantly. He could only admit bad luck, but he still asked "naughty": "can you not wear handcuffs? It would be a shame if someone saw it, not to mention my daughter-in-law!"

"In the middle of the night, who has nothing to do to see you a criminal?" the chief policeman looked at Zhao Sanjin angrily. He was stunned and put handcuffs on Zhao Sanjin. Then he waved his hand and shouted, "stop the team."

"Hey, hey... Wait..." Zhao Sanjin looked at the six thugs outside and Zhang Hu, who was a little drunk next to him. He asked unconvinced: "why should I be handcuffed alone? Don't you pay attention to equal treatment? Such a good treatment can't be occupied by me alone!"

"Just because you are sneaky and glib, it's not a good thing at first sight." the chief policeman inserted the pistol back into his waist and looked at Zhao Sanjin from top to bottom, but said without looking back.

"Brother Zhao, I'm sorry to implicate you." a group of nine people, under the guard of five or six policemen, lined up and escorted out of the hotel. Zhang Hutou, who was walking in front, didn't return with a bitter smile.

"Did it bother me?" Zhao Sanjin smiled and said, "anyway, I'm innocent. I'll be released if I go in. You'd better think about what you do."

The body is not afraid of the shadow. Zhao Sanjin doesn't believe it. He doesn't have any stains to check and will be detained in the police station.

"Rou'er, aren't you afraid?" Zhao Sanjin twisted his head and said with sun Rou with a smile.

"I'm not afraid of you." Sun Rou smiled and didn't mean to worry at all.

The longer he contacted Zhao Sanjin, the more sun Rou knew Zhao Sanjin, but he couldn't see through Zhao Sanjin more and more.

The county was originally such a big place. In the evening, few cars would drive on the road, so the people were pulled off again in only six or seven minutes under the police road.

"So fast?" looking at the two striking police characters in front of him, Zhao Sanjin wanted to say that he had not done enough police cars, so he was pushed and pushed by the police next to him and pulled into the hall.

As soon as they entered the police station, the six thugs were directly handcuffed and taken away. As for Zhao Sanjin, they were taken to another detention room, and then there was no more

"Brother Zhao, Qin Lang did this, didn't he?" Zhang Hu asked, ignoring the kindness of Zhao Sanjin and sun rou.

"Nine times out of ten." Zhao Sanjin nodded noncommittally and asked, "what's the problem?"

"I'm afraid something's wrong with Zhangjia." Zhang Hu smiled bitterly. I don't know why. At the moment, his sense of crisis is particularly strong.

"How to say?" Zhao Sanjin is not from Zhangjia. He doesn't know anyone except Zhang Hu. Where can he think so much?

"When we came in, there was no police car outside the dam where the police car was parked. There was nothing else in the hall except a guard. However, the lights in the three interrogation rooms were on."

Zhang Hu told Zhao Sanjin all the problems he found along the way, and added: "more importantly, there are nine of us, and the police station has a police force of six. How confident should we be?"

"Hmm?" I have to say that Zhang Hu's observation of the situation is much more detailed than Zhao Sanjin's, which also makes Zhao Sanjin have to take a high look at Zhang Hu, frown and meditate: "according to what you say, there is a problem."

In fact, if Zhang Hu didn't say anything, Zhao Sanjin didn't think about it. Slowly, he recalled that the policeman headed by Zhang Hu had obviously wrong weight when collecting the gun. If there was no accident, there was no bullet in it.

Having been a special forces soldier for three or five years, Zhao Sanjin knows all kinds of guns like the back of his hand. He can touch and take them with his eyes closed. He can know the model and weight of the gun.

"Deal with your Zhang family? Is there any handle left?" in the face of Zhang family's affairs, Zhao Sanjin is a genuine Xiaobai and can only ask bit by bit.

"I wash white, my brother is involved in black. My brother knows if he has any handle." Zhang Hu smiled bitterly. Speaking of this matter, he was helpless.

"Shit..." Zhao Sankin turned his eyes angrily. He really admired Zhang Hu's practice.

Whether Zhang Hu is involved in black or white, what should be managed at home is not the same as what should be managed at home? If NIMA is shot at home, she will still be kept in the dark.

Soon there was a noisy noise in the hall of the police station. It became louder and louder, and the voice of words became louder and louder. It was obvious that more and more people were crowded in the hall.

Zhao Sanjin's eyes fell on Zhang Hu's face and looked at Zhang Hu's iron green complexion. Needless to ask, Zhao Sanjin also knew what had happened.

Without exception, the crowded crowd outside the hall must be the people of Zhangjia. Compared with them, the treatment of Zhao Sanjin is still good. At least he has not been scolded by the police and a disagreement is the pain of a baton falling on him.

"I don't know if the old man escaped." Zhang Hu smiled helplessly, and could only silently pray for peace in his heart. This scene made Zhao Sanjin a little out of touch. After all, no matter how Zhang Zhang treated Zhang Hu before, where the blood is thicker than water, the broken bones are still connected with tendons!

"Relax." Zhao Sanjin admitted that his ability to comfort women is not particularly strong. In comforting men, his eyes are even darker. He was stunned and suffocated for a long time.

"Hey, I can see it." Zhang Hu smiled bitterly. Through a small window on the door, he looked at the police running around outside. His words became firm again and said, "in the end, they asked for such an end a few days."

"It seems that you have found your problem." Zhao Sanjin smiled. If he wasn't handcuffed now, Zhao Sanjin really said he would give Zhang Hu a thumbs up.

"Pa..." Zhang Hu didn't have time to answer, but the door of the detention room was suddenly opened, and then came a sneer from the police: "Zhang Hu, who is Zhang Hu? You can go."

"Gone?" no matter Zhang Hu or Zhao Sanjin, they were stunned for one, and a worse hunch came spontaneously.

There are relatives or servants of Zhang Jia in the hall. It is absolutely impossible to say that you don't know Zhang Hu. What you do knowingly and deliberately is planned.

At this point, it would be a little naive for Zhao Sanjin to feel that he was involved in this muddy water because of Qin Lang.

But who could it be except Qin Lang? Zhao Sanjin only felt that both he and Zhang Hu were also involved in a startling vortex!