Police Detective

"How the **** are you?" Bai Song seemed to be on fire, and slapped Wang Huadong's face with a slap.

This slap is skillful and weak, but the sound is very loud.

Slap is learned. If you stretch your hands flat and slap your face with the palm of your hand, the force is very strong, but there is no sound. And if the hand is relaxed and the palm fits perfectly with the attacked face, then you can shoot a slap with a crisp sound.

In order to start this, Bai Song practiced for a while last night and almost swollen his face.

Wang Huadong staggered and immediately went into flames. When he came up, he punched Bai Song's stomach with all his strength.

This punch is really hard!

Ordinary people will definitely not be able to bear such a punch, and Bai Song will also be very painful if he tightens his abdominal muscles. However, Bai Song's belly is filled with several kilograms of silicone and plastic splints, which is not really painful.

Bai Song pretended to be painful and stepped back a few steps, showing pain on his face, covering his stomach with his hands, and then shaking his body, he was about to have an attack.

All of this happened between the electric light and flint, and the people around reacted and hurriedly stopped Bai Song who was about to continue.

Xiao Hou was dumbfounded. He didn't expect Fu Bin to be so helpful. He couldn't help but felt a little moved. He even said, "Don't fight, you are all eating together outside. No need or need."

"Fuck you bullshit!" Bai Song screamed at Xiaohou tremblingly, and then looked at Wang Huadong: "Okay, you have a lot of people, you guys will wait for me, or let's find a place to practice tonight. If you don’t want to make an appointment, you or the other person will shake people casually, the grandson who won’t go there!"

The tattooed man felt that this matter had a bad ending, and he couldn't really drive Bai Song out now.

People like Bai Song are actually not very popular. They are moody, do things a little bit out of the brain, and are easy to get into trouble.

But this kind of person is indeed everyone who is afraid of, the soft ones are afraid of the hard, the hard ones are afraid of stunned.

Even though these people are not good people, but no one is afraid of being stunned, especially the stunned green of Bai Song, who is really going to fight, and no one is vague.

Among other things, the punch that Fu Bin just received was definitely a real punch in terms of speed and strength. Everyone had fought and knew that this was impossible.

And this stupid big man, after receiving such a punch, he can be relieved in three to five seconds. This resistance is so strong, and even a little brute force, three or two people can't beat it.

The tattooed man really didn't dare to let Bai Song go. Bai Song is going to really leave and get on the bar with Fu Bin. It is really bad for the transportation company to make an appointment at the door. It is better to hold on and wait for the boss to deal with it.

"Big guy, you hit someone first. When someone hit you, you didn't get hurt. This matter is even. If you don't hit someone in the face, I said that is enough to give you face." The tattooed man came over and made a round. , Took out a box of Zhonghua, distributed smoke to everyone, and then motioned Wang Huadong to go out to work quickly with his eyes.

Wang Huadong punched him, and seemed to know that he was not his opponent, so he followed Xiaohou out in a desperate manner.

The rest of the people also found it boring, and they all went out one by one.

"Even if this matter is over, the enemy should be settled and not settled. The boss will come over in the afternoon, and you can discuss the treatment with the boss. You can rest here and take care of the meals in the cafeteria at noon." The tattooed man said.

"If it weren't for losing 20 or so in Dadu's game last night, can I come here to do this? Fuck, this is to give your boss face." Bai Song didn't appreciate it and found a buddy who had just been there. He lay down on the recliner.

After listening to the tattooed man, he did not say much. He knew that this big man would definitely not be able to stay, so let the boss worry about it later.

Bai Song's appearance is really bluffing. After he disguised it, he looked at least 200 kilograms. If he took another stab knife, he was believed to be Lu Zhishen.

The tattooed man stayed with Bai Song for a cigarette in the room. He felt bored and left. Bai Song was left alone in the room.

Naturally, Bai Song knew that there was surveillance in the house, and did not do anything messy. After a while, he got out of the house, found a toilet and peeed, and then went for a stroll in the yard.

When he was in the toilet just now, Bai Song wrote some clues from the pen and paper he was carrying, and he was able to determine that the "tantou" was the core person and needed to investigate.

He doesn't have any messy electronic equipment, and it's the most primitive thing that is more reliable.

Just after Wang Huadong finished playing Bai Song, he deliberately took a step towards Tantou. Bai Song could already confirm that Tantou's identity was not simple.

This yard of the transportation company can withstand anyone's inspection, so when Wang Huadong and Bai Song came, the concierge let them go directly. Bai Song strolled around in the yard, and nobody cared about him.

As we strolled, most of the cars in the yard drove out one after another, and some unloaded there.

The transportation company has a garage and can also provide certain warehousing services. If the items requested by the customer have to be stored for a few days, they can be stored here for a period of time, and the charge is not high.

Sometimes during New Year's and holidays, some wine companies temporarily store some wine, or they may rent the company directly to pull the goods and leave them here for two or three weeks.

Here, Bai Song saw the tattooed man, and when he came up, he handed a cigarette to the tattooed man. The tattooed man took it after thinking about it, and then asked Bai Song, "Why do you smoke, don't you smoke?"

"Congenital pneumonia, cough when smoking, and more phlegm." Bai Song said.

Pneumonia is actually not congenital in the true sense, but there is nothing wrong with calling it that way. It generally refers to neonatal infectious pneumonia. But he didn't want to know so much about the tattoo. When he heard Bai Song said that he had a lot of sputum, he immediately nodded, "It's good not to smoke."

Although Bai Song will not be left here, if Bai Song is also a spittoon guardian, he can't stand it even after thinking about it. Fu Bin would be enough to torture people.

"What are you doing here?" Bai Song pointed to a forklift, which was unloading goods. He saw Liu Shuyuan from the side.

"Their company has a batch of ceramics. We have to put it here for two weeks. This thing is too heavy. The worker has a forklift." The tattooed man walked to the back of the car and looked at the car seriously.

This is the goods that I went out early in the morning to pull out. After being put in the warehouse for a while, I need to seal and sign the inventory. The goods are not expensive ceramics, but they add up to tens of thousands of yuan, especially the pair of oversized vases. It's worth eighteen thousand.

"Is it tight?" the forklift driver shouted.

After the forklift arm went deep into the carriage, the driver couldn't see clearly what was inside, it was a bit dark, and could only rely on language to communicate.

"No problem, get up." The person inside confirmed and said.

The forklift lifted slowly. This group of ceramic dishes was fixed with wooden squares and thick hemp rope. There were almost 1,000 porcelain dishes and weighed more than 500 kilograms. The forklift was still easy to lift.

When this group of goods just pulled the goods over there, there was no problem, but at this time, the rope just lifted more than ten centimeters and suddenly loosened, and the people inside immediately shouted: "Stop!"

The forklift driver was too late, and the entire wooden square fell all at once, and the two fixing logs on it were directly broken.

When I fell more than ten centimeters high, the plate shattered at least one third~www.wuxiaspot.com~ almost three hundred plates were broken. A wholesale price was more than three yuan, and 1,000 yuan was so little.

"Fuck, what's the matter!" The forklift driver jumped out of the truck and stepped forward and took a look: "The quality of the wood is not my fault."

At this time, Liu Shuyuan and Team Liang immediately surrounded them and approached here one after another. They were also very anxious when they saw this situation: "What's the matter? How is this rope tied? Is it possible to continue to force the two pieces of wood so directly? All four bars of wood must be tied up!"

The people around this noise were a little messy, and they all came together, wanting to shirk their responsibility. The main reason is that no one knows how much or how much money was lost.

If you know it is only a thousand dollars, it is easy to say, but who dares to say that it is responsible for so many pieces of porcelain?

Taking advantage of the chaos, Bai Song passed the information obtained to Liu Shuyuan.

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