Rebirth of the Rising Sun

"Damn it, they insult our brothers like this, let's go together and fight them." One man couldn't stand his companions' shouting, so he shouted and rushed over first. If you didn't know, just listening to his words, you would think that Feng Sizhe and Ding Dang were bullying these dozen strong men.

The opponent finally rushed over. Feng Sizhe swung the wooden sword even harder and kept saying to Ding Dang behind him, "Quickly retreat, quickly retreat."

Feng Sizhe used the method of using space to buy time, slowly retreating to slow down the opponent's impact, and then waiting for the opponent to run out of strength, he was ready to counterattack. This is the strategy that can only be thought of after frequent fights.

The first few people who rushed over forced Feng Sizhe to retreat several steps, but they also paid a heavy price. They not only failed to catch Feng Sizhe, but also were hit several times on the arms and injured.

"Recoil." Seeing that the opponent's impact force was not as strong as before, Feng Sizhe counterattacked again. This counterattack knocked down two people who had not yet retreated. Two more strong men were knocked to the ground and fell on the way of Feng Sizhe's counterattack. Then they were greeted by the heels of Ding Dang's high heels.

"What's going on?" A voice suddenly came from outside the crowd that had already gathered in three layers to watch the excitement, and then several policemen in uniform appeared.

When they saw the police, the members of the Jinghua Gang seemed to be more eager than Feng Sizhe. "Uncle police, you came at the perfect time. Look, these two guys bullied us and knocked our three companions to the ground. You must lock them up and punish them severely."

"You, drop your weapon and squat on the ground with your hands behind your head." A policeman believed what the Jinghua Gang member said and immediately pointed his baton at Feng Sizhe.

If ordinary people saw the police coming, they would think that they were the ones who were upholding justice, and they would definitely listen to them. But Feng Sizhe, who was well-informed, didn't think so. He had seen a lot of cases of police and criminals colluding with each other, and he knew very well that if he really obeyed the other party, he would inevitably suffer some hardships, and even Ding Dang behind him would be in danger. Therefore, he would not put down the wooden pole in his hand, but shouted, "You are just an auxiliary police officer. Your words are not effective. Call your leader and I want to talk to him."

"Oh, this guy is still very stubborn. You said I'm useless, right? Well, I'll let you have a taste of the power of the baton." The policeman obviously didn't expect Feng Sizhe to disobey him. Now he couldn't show off in front of so many people. How could he swallow this? He walked towards Feng Sizhe while talking. He had already thought about it. He would give Feng Sizhe a stick when he got the chance to let him know what would happen if he offended him. When he wrote the report, he would say that the other party resisted and he fought back in self-defense.

The policeman walked towards him with a baton in his hand. When he was only one step away from Feng Sizhe, he suddenly swung the baton down. It seemed that the baton was about to land on Feng Sizhe's head.

"Go to hell." Feng Sizhe had been observing the auxiliary police's eyes. Eyes are the windows to the soul. What people think in their hearts is often revealed in their eyes at the first time. When he saw the fierce light in the eyes, he knew that the other party was going to attack, so he also gathered all his strength and waited for the other party's stick to hit him. He blocked the blow with the wooden stick in his left hand, and then smashed it with the wooden stick in his right hand, hitting the auxiliary police's ribs at once, knocking him to the ground.

"Wow, classmate Sizhe is so handsome, he even knocked the policeman to the ground." Seeing the policeman suddenly swinging the baton, Ding Dang was worried about Feng Sizhe, but when she saw that the result was that Feng Sizhe was fine and the policeman who was about to hit people was knocked to the ground, she shouted in joy.

"Haha, he is not even a policeman, he is nothing more than a slave in wolf's skin. Can't you see that? These policemen and these people from the Jinghua Gang should be in the same group. Besides, I am counterattacking in self-defense. Classmate Ding Dang, you have to testify for me." Feng Sizhe, who would not be easily caught by others, said these words loudly. He just wanted to tell everyone that he did not hit the policemen, he was just acting in self-defense.

"Don't worry, don't worry, I will testify for you, just go ahead and fight." Ding Dang was very excited and didn't care about so many things. Besides, since she came out with Feng Sizhe, of course she would stand on his side and speak.

"He's a rebel. He dared to attack the police. Everyone, come together and hold this guy down." Another auxiliary police officer was furious when he saw his colleague being beaten. There is really rebellion these days. Some people even dare to beat the police. This is too much. If they don't deal with this person, how can they, the auxiliary police, continue to stay in Nanshan Hutong in the future?

With a loud shout, several auxiliary policemen and the big men all rushed towards Feng Sizhe. Feng Sizhe was not afraid, and with the two half-cut wooden poles in his hands, he swung left and right, making the area in front of him airtight, so that the newcomers could not take any advantage.

In fact, Feng Sizhe's daily exercise was effective. Although his physical strength was not as good as when he was young, he could still hold on for a while. In the past, when he encountered such things, he could not act directly because of his status, and most of the time his subordinates did it. It was not like today, when there was no one to use, and he personally went into battle, and it was so refreshing.

"Good job. Classmate Sizhe, be careful on the left... Yes, and the one on the right..." Ding Dang had been standing behind Feng Sizhe, cheering for him.

Five minutes later, Feng Sizhe was sweating a lot, and the person opposite him finally calmed down. Except that Feng Sizhe's left arm was hit by a baton when he failed to dodge in time, there was nothing serious wrong with him.

"Hey, you're injured. Are you okay? Look, your arms are bruised." After Ding Dang opened her mouth wide and watched the opponents in front of her fall down, she also noticed a bruise on Feng Sizhe's left arm, and asked worriedly.

"It's okay, it's nothing." Feng Sizhe only felt the pain in his arm after the fight.

"It's nothing. It takes a hundred days to heal a broken bone. I think you need to have a good rest." Ding Dang said as she took out a handkerchief from her body and bandaged the wound on her left arm which was already a little broken. She knew that this was the result of her showing off. If she had not acted in advance, Feng Sizhe might not have been injured.

"What's going on? What's going on?" A group of strong men and a group of policemen came from outside the crowd.

Seeing so many people coming, Feng Sizhe gave a bitter smile. His physical strength was depleted very quickly. If he fought with others again, he was not sure if he could hold on.

"Boss, you finally came. It's this man who beat us." A man who was not seriously injured quickly got up from the ground when he saw the person coming. Then he quickly walked to the leader of the group of men and spoke loudly.

The man called the boss frowned when he saw the scene in front of him. After thinking for a while, he took out his phone and made a call. After the call, he said to the police officer next to him, "Chief Li, what do you think we should do about this matter?"

"Take them all away, bring them all back to the police station. Do you think this will work?" Chief Li did not expect things to turn out like this. So many men plus four auxiliary police officers were no match for one man. If he had not seen it with his own eyes, he would not have believed it.

"Well, you handle it. Young Master Gan will be here soon, and you have to give an explanation to him." The leader of the Jinghua Gang nodded, as if saying, "You don't have to be responsible for me. When Young Master Gan comes later, you just have to figure out how to give an explanation."

"Understood, understood." Upon hearing that Young Master Gan would come, Director Li nodded quickly. He knew very well that Young Master Gan was someone he absolutely could not afford to offend, so this time the young man could only blame himself for his bad luck.

"Someone come here, bring the murderer back to the police station." After Chief Li shouted, he gave orders to the six or seven policemen behind him.

"Let's see who dares." Seeing that he was about to be arrested again, Feng Sizhe shouted loudly, and then he said to Director Li, "Who are you? Tell me your name and position."

"Ah?" Criminals are always afraid of the police, how could there be such a prisoner who is not afraid of the police and even asks them to give their names. So Director Li said to Feng Sizhe, "Who are you? Why are you asking me for these?"

"Who am I? Come here and I'll tell you." Feng Sizhe saw that there were many onlookers around. He didn't want to cause trouble, so he pointed at Director Li and asked him to come in front of him.

Director Li hesitated for a moment, then took another look at Feng Sizhe's temperament and felt that he was not an ordinary person, so he slowly walked over and said as he walked, "I'm telling you, don't play any tricks with me, otherwise my subordinates can shoot you at any time."

"Don't be afraid, I'm just showing you something." How could Feng Sizhe do anything to the director? He called him here just to show him his work ID. As he spoke, he reached into his underwear, took out his work ID and handed it to Director Li.

Director Li was a little confused. After taking the ID and taking a look at it, he suddenly realized that the other party was a mayor. No wonder he was so arrogant. It was just that this was the first time he had seen such a young mayor.

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