The system is the king of the counterattack master

Han Xiaodong had calculated everything, but he didn't count that Liu Zhan would call the police, which is a bit ridiculous. The hooligans reported to the police, saying that someone was playing hooligans to them. This is probably the most ironic thing he has ever experienced.

"No problem, just ask if you have anything to say, I will tell you everything." Han Xiaodong looked at the policeman and replied very sincerely.

"Okay, this way please."

The policeman looked to be in his 40s, and his tone of voice was not fast when he spoke, and he didn't talk much, but he exuded a sense of majesty.

Han Xiaodong followed the police to Liu Zhan's side. Before he got close, Liu Zhan pointed at Han Xiaodong and shouted, "It's him! Comrade policeman, it's him! It's him who beat me up! You have to make decisions for me!" "

He scratched his neck and shouted. The middle-aged policeman frowned, and a young policeman next to him changed his face and said to Liu Zhan angrily, "What are you shouting for? Have you been asked to speak? Stand up!"

Obviously, these policemen have dealt with Liu Zhan before, and they don't seem to have a good impression of him. Seeing this, Han Xiaodong has a good idea. At least these people are not here to make a difference. It seems that Liu Zhan is really just reporting Just called the police.

"He called the police and said you attacked him. Is there such a thing?" The policeman faced Han Xiaodong and glanced at Liu Zhan, obviously wanting to understand the basic situation.

"No!" Han Xiaodong's denial was quick, as soon as the police finished questioning him, he immediately denied it.

"He lied! He beat me! I was injured! I demanded that he be detained! I demanded a medical examination!" Liu Zhanyi immediately jumped up when he heard that Han Xiaodong denied the beating.

The young policeman next to him couldn't stand it any longer. He reached out and grabbed Liu Zhan's arm, pulling him back and making him stand against the police: "What are you calling? Have you been asked? Who told you to speak? !"

Although the young policeman was young, he was very imposing, and he seemed to be a veteran in dealing with such hooligans. Liu Zhan fell silent when he pulled him away.

"You said you didn't beat him, but someone from his side testified that they saw you beat him. So, you go back to the police station with us, and let them mediate when we get there."

When the middle-aged policeman saw the situation, he knew that there was nothing he could ask, so he simply sent them to the police station.

Of course, Han Xiaodong would not go with him, and stopped the middle-aged policeman with his hand: "Comrade policeman, wait a moment, I have evidence."

When Han Xiaodong said that he had evidence, the policeman and Liu Zhan were taken aback.

However, the starting point of the two people is obviously different. The policeman is happy, but Liu Zhan is puzzled.All the monitoring of this factory has been destroyed by them, and there is not even a small supermarket around. Where is the evidence?
With the permission of the middle-aged policeman, Han Xiaodong quickly took out his mobile phone from his pocket, called up the video, and played it.

The content of the video is very simple. A group of hooligans rushed out of the factory with murder weapons in their hands. Han Xiaodong dodged left and right.

The middle-aged policeman watching the video frowned. He carefully watched the video on his phone several times before he raised his head and asked Han Xiaodong, "Where did you get the video from?"

Han Xiaodong pointed to the outside of the road: "I have a driving recorder on my car. If you don't believe me, we can check it."

That car is not his, he is obviously talking nonsense, he is also betting that the police will not go to see that Tatra truck, that's why he dares to point it out so confidently.

"Who are you fooling? Who is pulling Tufang's car safety driving recorder! Do you think I am stupid?" Liu Zhan knew that the other party really had the video in his hand.

However, he still has his own interpretation of this evidence: "Comrade policeman, you know that, he is deliberately finding fault! You can't believe that video!"

Han Xiaodong gave Liu Zhan a blank look, and said with a cold snort, "Why can't the driving recorder be installed on the car that pulls Tufang? Do you have any common sense? What kind of car does not have a recorder these days? I have no experience! Besides, comrades in the police I see, six or seven of them rushed out to beat me, but I didn’t do anything, they fell down by themselves, this is Pengci! You said you would take me to the police station, but I think this evidence is enough to explain the problem .”

The middle-aged policeman watched the video again, but he couldn't see any flaws. In the end, he had to hand over the mobile phone to two young policemen and pass it on to each other.

After watching the video, two young policemen gave Liu Zhan a blank look. One of them smiled and said, "You said he beat you, where did he hit you? Point it out and let me see."

Liu Zhan was silent all of a sudden, and made gestures on his body for a long time, but finally he didn't understand.Han Xiaodong used high-density air to attack him. He only felt a pain in his chest, and he couldn't explain where the blow hit him.

"Just... just... this area!" Liu Zhan drew a big circle on his chest, because he couldn't explain exactly where he was hit.

The young policeman who was talking smiled, and followed Liu Zhan's example, and drew a big circle on his chest: "This area? Are you sure?"

Liu Zhan nodded firmly. From his point of view, it must be the area on his chest, absolutely right!

But the two young policemen looked at each other and smiled, and the policeman who asked the question said in a slightly teasing tone: "What do you mean, his fists are as big as your chest? He also said that he knows Tianma Meteor Fist? Turtle Shockwave?" Can you make up the nonsense this time before calling the police?"

As soon as he heard that the police refused to believe him, Liu Zhan immediately became anxious. Regardless of the cold weather, he quickly unbuttoned his clothes, showed his fat and thin chest, and said anxiously, "This is it! You can see for yourself." , he really hit me!"

The two policemen glanced at Liu Zhan's chest, then shook their heads together, and the other one clicked his tongue, hugging his shoulders and said, "I didn't see it, except for a lump of fat, you don't even have a red spot on your body. , but having said that, your skin is well maintained."

Seeing that the two policemen kept talking, the middle-aged policeman coughed lightly, then waved his hands, and motioned Liu Zhan to put on his clothes: "If you think there is a problem, we can record it for you first. Then, you go Our designated hospital will do an injury test. If there is any injury, you can call the police. But I warn you, the three of us have seen what you looked like just now. If there is any skin trauma later, it has nothing to do with the young man , then you will be making a false accusation, don't blame me for arresting you."

When Liu Zhanyi saw this, he really couldn't explain it. He was really anxious, and shouted at the police: "He is a master of martial arts! He knows how to use hidden weapons, and he hit me with hidden weapons!"

Seeing his rascal appearance, the middle-aged policeman showed a look of disgust on his face, and said in a neutral manner: "Well, you pull out the hidden weapon that hit you, and we will make an appraisal. Before that, We no longer accept your call to the police, that's it, close the team!"