Police Chen Shu

The atmosphere in the box was tense.

Brother B, who was begging for life on the edge of the knife, reacted quickly, flew towards the coffee table, grabbed the pistol on it, quickly pulled the tube to load it, then pointed at the big fat man who rushed in suddenly, trotted over and kicked him, and said shouted:

"Damn it, ac, a fat man dares to come here to play wild? Are you hungry and out of bullets?"

The big fat man was pointed at the muzzle of the gun, kicking his feet non-stop.

At this time, Chen Shu walked in with a cane, pushed Brother B pointing at Zhu Chaoran's pistol to another place with a calm expression, then jumped to sit down on the sofa closest to the door, and said with a smile:

"Everyone is going out to do business, so there's no need to use knives and guns."

Brother B kept swearing at his mother, approached and put the gun on Chen Shu's head: "I'm doing business with you in ringgit! I'll kill you bragging bastard with one shot!"

Chen Shu didn't even look at the bald man with a dirty mouth, and let the other party compare guns to his head, but calmly watched the big boss sitting at the top.

The big boss squinted his eyes and did not speak, thinking repeatedly in his heart. In the Internet age, the lethality of reporters is too great. If you let Zhang Yang go back, if something goes wrong, it will be a major event.

But this lame man came directly to Zhang Yang only on the fourth day after he was kidnapped. The strength and energy behind this is really shocking. The dark-skinned man who followed behind was a native of northern X at first glance, and it could be said that his lame foot had something to do with the local ethnic (wu) costume.

The big boss frowned slightly, and tentatively asked, "Brother, where did you come from? Have you had dinner yet?"

While speaking politely, he didn't have the slightest intention to ask his subordinates to put down the gun.

Chen Shu glanced at Zhang Yang who was sitting beside him with tears in his eyes, and said politely with a natural expression: "I've eaten it. I ate it at a game restaurant across the street. It tastes pretty good."

If it weren't for someone holding a gun to his head, the atmosphere in the box at this moment would really be a bit like a business discussion.

Chen Shu's original casual answer made the big boss's heart tremble. He suddenly remembered that when he was eating in the restaurant, the younger brother downstairs reported to him that there might be plainclothes policemen in China.

He glanced at the crippled man who laughed and talked freely, and involuntarily glanced down at his injured left foot.

Is this implying that he has been eyeing me for a long time?

Probably not the police.

How can a lame policeman go out to handle a case?

But this style of playing more and less is quite similar to the police.

The big boss glanced at the gun that Brother B was holding in his hand, feeling a little guilty.

In the past few years, the fraud group of X North has also been well-known in the country. According to the style of H country, it is uncertain when the domestic police will sweep in and make a big sweep.

"Boss, if I come here today, this person must be taken away. You can make a price, and follow the rules here."

The lame man's voice interrupted the big boss's thinking. He pretended to cough a few times, and prepared to make a big price offer, so that the man would quit, or delay for a while, and think about it by himself.

The big boss nodded: "Okay, just wait a moment. I'll calculate the price."

Brother B looked at the big boss with some surprise, and thought to himself, this boss who has always been ruthless and never tolerated disrespect from others, when did he become so talkative. He was a little confused.

In other words, is the thin bamboo pole that was cut off during the meal earlier a fake?

At this time, Chen Chuan, with earphones hanging in his ears, poked his head in from the outside and glanced at the situation in the box, and saw a handgun holding Chen Shu's head. He was surprised, and walked in a few steps with the iron box in his hand. .

The big boss saw the black iron box and the wired earphones extending out of the box.

"Zi", he took a deep breath, immediately put on a smiling face, got up and stepped over Zhang Yang's thigh, stretched out his hands to hold Chen Shu's right hand on his knee, bent over and laughed:

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding. We are a serious company. We come and leave whenever we want. We don't need any money."

As he spoke, he straightened up and grabbed Brother B's handgun, stuffing it into his trouser pocket, "Haha, it's fake, it's fake. This place is messy, we used self-defense to scare people! Haha!"

Brother B was completely confused by the style of the big boss.

Is this still the big boss who kills people without blinking an eye, and often warns himself not to BB if he can do it?

Chen Shu glanced sideways at Chen Chuan who entered the door, and knew that the other party probably recognized their identities through the iron box in Chen Chuan's hand.

That's fine, Zhang Yang shouldn't have suffered any injuries. Chen Shu reached for the crutch leaning on the sofa and stood up. During the process, he deliberately pulled down the hem of his clothes with his elbows, slightly exposing the big black star on his waist, and gave a false glance under the eyelids of the other two.

"Okay, then thank the boss. Zhang Yang, let's go."

Zhang Yang lowered his head and followed Chen Shu and his party out of the box.

Zhu Chaoran was the last one to leave. The moment he closed the door, he gave the middle finger to the bald man who kicked him fiercely earlier.

After the person left, the small box suddenly fell silent.

Brother B was a little confused, he couldn't understand what was happening in front of him at all: "Boss, just let them go?"

The big boss immediately darkened his face, and said sullenly: "You are ignorant, so I don't blame you."

After the two sat down, they started drinking again.

Seeing the gloomy face of the big boss, Brother B consciously waved his hand to let the drinking girl leave the box, then got up, took the beer that was put aside, and poured it silently for the boss.

The big boss was in a depressed mood. Originally, he came out today to celebrate the successful recovery of the funds, and he really wanted to taste the taste of this domestic female reporter. He didn't expect that he was interrupted when he was in a hurry.

He grabbed the glass in front of him and smashed it hard on the ground.

He has been in X North for so many years, when did he suffer such a dark loss? But the other party's strength is indeed too strong, and they are eyeing him again. In the worst case, after returning to the company at night, they have to destroy the evidence overnight, then disband the company, pack their bags and run away!

In the past few years, he has been engaged in cash net business and has made a lot of money smoothly. The employees in the company, the fellow villagers who came from their hometown, and even the colleagues in the local area, who didn't respect him when they met him? Even the leaders of the special zone are all polite.

The big boss looked cloudy and uncertain. After thinking for a long time, he finally let out a long sigh and put everything down. He was going to go back to the company to pack his luggage and run away after drinking the wine in front of him.

He took out the pistol that he had put into his arms from Brother B before, and was about to hand it back when the big black star that the crippled man showed off on purpose suddenly flashed in his mind.

"Why didn't the gun have a holster? How can a policeman go out without a holster? Unless, he is not a policeman, and the gun does not belong to him."

Sitting aside and listening to the boss talking to himself, Brother B seems to understand a little bit now, but he is still a little confused: Police, why are the police wearing condoms when they go out? Shouldn't they be wearing condoms?

The big boss was very sure that the other party was not wearing a holster, otherwise he would not have clearly seen the five-pointed star on the handle of the gun.

It stands to reason that a gun as old as the big black star will no longer be distributed to the police

The big boss stared at the big black star with his dark eyes, staring at the big black star in his hand without blinking.

"Made, that guy bought his pistol here too! They're not policemen! The iron box thing is just a coincidence!"

The big boss, who has always been vengeful, stood up suddenly, gritted his teeth, pointed at the bewildered brother B, and said ruthlessly, "Shake me, shake him immediately! Hack these bastards to death!"

Brother B smiled slightly, touching his shiny bald head.

He understood this sentence.