Fairy Technology

Stop! Shen Bing yelled, restraining the impulsive Wang Bo.

At this time, Shen Bing also roughly guessed what happened. Although he sympathized with Wang Bo's experience and hated the couple in front of him, he knew that this was not the time to act.

According to the current law, the meddling behavior of these two dogs and men will be condemned morally at most, but Wang Bo beat someone, and it was in public, so he must be punished by law.

Let alone Wang Bo, even Shen Bing dare not say that he is above the law.

The most pressing task at the moment is how to help Wang Bo escape.

In fact, the most effective way is to let the beaten man not pursue it.

After all, it was just an ordinary fight, and it wasn't provoking trouble. The victim didn't pursue it, and the police wouldn't make trouble for nothing. Wang Bo must be detained.

Old Shen, don't worry about it! I'll kill this bastard today, or I'll die. Wang Bo regained his senses and struggled to charge up again.

The middle-aged man shrank his neck, he was really afraid of such a desperate situation.

You fucking idiot! His life is worth as much as yours? He's got half of his neck in the dirt, and you still have a lot of time.

The onlookers around were stunned for a moment, is there still such a way to persuade people? It's the first time I've heard of it.

The middle-aged man's face was even paler. Originally, when he saw Shen Bing stopping Wang Bo, he was still so grateful, but what kind of words are there in the back!

I'm only in his forties, okay? What is half of the neck in the soil?

But the hero doesn't suffer from the immediate loss, he is going to wait for the police to come before finding the place again.

Needless to say, Shen Bing's unconventional words really calmed down Wang Bo.

Isn't that the reason? It's not worth it to exchange my sixty or seventy years for this guy's thirty or forty years of life.

Shen Bing immediately winked at Lao Yang, and Lao Yang understood, and immediately went to enlighten Wang Bo.

Only then did Shen Bing take a closer look at this middle-aged man, about 1.7 meters tall, slightly fat, with fair skin, and that suit didn't look cheap...

Uh, isn't this nonsense, driving a car worth millions, how bad can it be in what you wear? But Shen Bing himself was an exception.

You said that you want my friend to go to jail? Shen Bing said lightly, almost having made up her mind.

Naturally, Shen Bing didn't have the legendary arrogance, and it would be even more nonsense to directly silence the other party as soon as he opened his mouth.

Hearing Shen Bing's question, the middle-aged man thought that the other party was about to negotiate with him, and said with a sneer, Do you know who I am? Don't even think about talking about compensation. I'm not short of that little money. I'm going to let this little bastard go to jail now. .”

Pa... With a crisp sound, Shen Bing's palm had already retracted, accompanied by the middle-aged man's screams.

The people around were a little confused, what happened just now?

It seems that this person who seems to be a peacemaker also beat the victim, the plot should not develop like this!

Who are you calling me? This slap is just to give you a longer memory. Of course, you can also tell the police that I slapped you. From a legal point of view, this kind of slap will not lead to detention, and at most it will be fined. And the fine will not exceed one thousand. After all, you were the one who scolded first, right? How about you scold me again and see if I dare to slap me again? Shen Bing said without a hint of anger, as if the slap just now wasn't him at all call taxi.

That slap was not light, the middle-aged man's ears were still ringing, facing the terrifyingly calm young man in front of him, he felt a little fear in his heart.

Do you know... who am I? Even if your principal is here, you wouldn't dare to...

Don't talk about the principal, the principal is the principal, and I am me. Now that you stop swearing, let's talk about my friend. Shen Bing waved his hand like chasing flies, interrupting the middle-aged man.

Without waiting for the other party to speak,

Shen Bing continued: The injury on your body can be regarded as a minor injury at most, not even a minor injury. If you don't believe me, you can check the standard of minor injury identified by the forensic doctor. A minor injury is at most a public security case, so even if the police come, you can't even count it as a minor injury. It's about fifteen days of detention.

But if you choose this path, I don't mind letting you lie in the hospital. The method is very simple, pay some money to hire someone who has a little trouble with you, and beat you once when you see you, and only beat you every time. If you are slightly injured, I will continue to beat you after you get out of the detention center. It costs hundreds of thousands of dollars a year, so many people are probably rushing to do it.

When the people around heard it, there was a lot of discussion.

This pretending 666 is worth hundreds of thousands casually. Do you really think the money is blown by the wind?

Brother, if you really have hundreds of thousands, I will take this job!

You idiot! If you beat someone up for no reason, you're picking quarrels and provoking trouble. If you're not careful, it's a criminal case. The person who said this must be a law student, otherwise college students wouldn't know so much.

Are you stupid in reading? Isn't it easy to find a reason to beat someone up?

Those who didn't trust Shen Bing were not only the melon eaters around, but also the middle-aged man who was beaten.

You're not afraid of flashing your tongue when you talk big. You're so poor that you want to scare me? the middle-aged man sneered.

Shen Bing smiled faintly, pointed at the Spyker C8 not far away, and said, I'm indeed poor, but that car happens to be mine. Sell that car, and it will probably beat you up for more than ten years, no problem. Bar?

You... The middle-aged man looked over, only then did he notice a Spyker C8 parked behind him.

The scene just now was too intense, and his mind was filled with anger, so he didn't care what car was parked next to him.

Looking at it now, the situation does not seem to be good.

Driving a car worth a million dollars may be a nouveau riche. There is nothing to be afraid of such a person. But there is no one who can drive nearly ten million luxury cars. They are basically people with good hands and eyes, at least in Rongcheng's three-acre land.

The middle-aged man was scared. Thinking about being beaten every few days, wouldn't life be full of tragedies?

No one noticed that there was also a car parked not far away, an Audi A8.

Sitting in the back row was a thin middle-aged man, nearly forty years old, with a confident smile on his face all the time, as if everything was under control.

It's a coincidence! I was going to look for you, but I didn't expect to meet you here. The thin middle-aged man opened the car door and got out, walking towards the center of the conflict.

He passed through the crowd so abruptly that many people couldn't help but stare at him.

This person seems to have an aura that can become the focus of attention wherever he goes.

When the beaten middle-aged man saw this man, his face changed slightly, and he didn't care about the wound on his face, he stepped forward to flatter him and said, Mr. Chen, why are you here?

However, Mr. Chen ignored him, walked up to Shen Bing, and said, Brother Shen, I didn't expect to meet you here. It seems that we are destined for each other.

Who is this! Shen Bing was dizzy inwardly, who is as good as you...

But the face of the unlucky middle-aged man next to him changed drastically. He knew this Mr. Chen, but the identity of the other party was unattainable to him, and he was even a little afraid.

It's just such a person who actually speaks a little flatteringly to the person whom he despises as a little dick.

Mr. Chen immediately handed over a business card, and said with a smile: My surname is Chen, and I have opened a small company. You can call me Brother Chen, or Manager Chen. I wonder if Brother Chen has time? Let's find a place to sit. sit.

Shen Bing raised his chin, cast a sidelong glance at the middle-aged man who looked like a concubine, and said, I'm afraid I don't have time now.

Mr. Chen smiled complacently, and said, It's simple, I'll handle it for you.

At that moment, Mr. Chen turned around and said to the middle-aged man, I remember you. You should be a shareholder of Tanglin Company, right? You heard what you said just now. Do you have any comments?

These words sound plain, but no one is a fool. If this middle-aged man dares to continue to be tough, he will just wait to bear the wrath of this Mr. Chen.