Disassemble the second generation super martial arts system

"Is it funny?"

"Isn't it funny?"

Zhao Dafu's words still only got a very blunt answer.

He was not surprised either, he still smiled and asked casually, "Why are you so hostile to me?"

"I'm a policeman."

"I know you're a policeman, but I'm asking why you are so hostile to me?"

"I'm a policeman."

"Should I have never provoked you?"

"I'm a policeman."

……

Well, he is not only a policeman, but also a careless policeman.

Zhao Dafu wanted to roll his eyes, how could such a heartless person be a policeman?

Damn it, if the police are like this, the saying that it is difficult to find the police is not true at all!

Of course, having said that, he probably understood what the police meant, which was nothing more than the clichéd sentiment of the police catching thieves.

Another panda whose eyes are black and white.

In any place, in any society, the existence of such people is indispensable.

It was precisely because of his existence that Zhao Dafu, who was already a little uneasy recently, became even more uneasy.

That's why he asked Lei Feng to make an appointment with the police in the Tianlou on Peach Blossom Island.

"Do you want to take me back now, or are you willing to have a chat with me?"

"I will not be on duty until seven o'clock tomorrow morning."

The implication is that he will not arrest Zhao Dafu before seven o'clock.

Zhao Dafu was stunned for a moment, then laughed dumbly: "Then why do you keep your hands behind your back, I'm a little scared like this."

The policeman took a look at Zhao Dafu and didn't say much. His right hand was still behind his back, and he didn't intend to let go. He even held it tighter.

There was no way, Zhao Dafu felt very dangerous to him.

Only by holding the little thing behind his body tightly can he feel a little sense of security.

Zhao Dafu shook his head lightly, and smiled self-deprecatingly: "Speaking of which, I don't know your name yet."

"Iron Army."

"Iron Army? Interesting. You used to be a soldier?"

"Yes."

"Three thousand camps?"

"no!"

"Oh."

Between the question and the answer, there was silence again.

Obviously, if Zhao Dafu didn't speak, that policeman named Tie Jun had no interest in speaking.

After being silent for a while, Xu Shi got tired of waiting, Tie Jun took out a cigarette from his body and lit one.

"You won't give me one?"

Hearing what Zhao Dafu said, Tie Jun froze for a moment, and handed the cigarette case to Zhao Dafu.

"Thank you, I don't smoke."

Zhao Dafu smiled happily, it seemed that teasing this seemingly rigid policeman was a very fun thing for him.

Tie Jun still had no expression on his face, and put the cigarette back into his pocket on his own.

After one cigarette passed, Zhao Dafu spoke again: "How well do you know me?"

It's rare, this time Tie Jun said a lot: "Zhao Dafu, male, 22 years old, the second generation of demolition, a student of Donghai University, has innate early strength, not long ago in the rich and powerful, outnumbered and outnumbered, causing serious injuries, According to the law, he should be sentenced to the crime of intentional injury, let alone seven years. In addition, there was a contest with Yu Sheng, the owner of Yu Sheng Wuguan, and he won. He has some ties with the young owner of Donghai Real Estate. "

Zhao Dafu listened with relish, but Tie Jun closed his mouth and looked at him blankly before he got enough of it.

It's really... a little boring!

Originally, he thought he could hear more about himself, but he didn't expect to hear only such a part.It seems that Tie Jun's sources are not very reliable.

It seems that only the young master told him personally.

Xu Shi had been sitting for a long time, and his butt hurt a little. Zhao Dafu pressed his hands on the railing, jumped up, and stood firmly on the railing. He opened his arms a little chicly, and his movements were very coquettish.

Of course, his actions inevitably shocked the calm Tie Jun into a cold sweat.

He knew very well that as long as Zhao Dafu made a slight mistake just now, he would inevitably stage a free fall.

Feeling the cool night breeze, Zhao Dafu relaxed a lot.Turn around slowly, like a diver with his back to the pool.

However, behind him, there is no pool, only hundreds of meters of air, and the busy road.

Tie Jun frowned slightly, he didn't like people like Zhao Dafu very much.

He was about to speak when Zhao Dafu said softly, "Huang Mao is dead."

Tie Jun's eyes widened suddenly!
Obviously, he didn't know about it!

After meeting Zhao Dafu by chance during the day today, all his thoughts were on Zhao Dafu's heart, and he didn't pay attention to Huang Mao's whereabouts.

After all, Huang Mao is just a gangster, not a good person.

For this kind of scum, Tie Jun has never had any sympathy.

Tie Jun seemed shocked by Zhao Dafu's words, took out a cigarette from his pocket, and lit it again.

A cigarette calmed him down a bit, and he asked in a deep voice, "You killed Huang Mao?"

"Isn't it important?"

"Very important!"

"not me."

"Who is that?"

"Why do you think Huangmao must have been killed?"

"Is not it?"

"Really... no."

Originally, Zhao Dafu wanted to say yes, but he suddenly changed his mind when the words came to his lips.He even regretted why he had to talk about Huang Mao with Tie Jun.

This iron army obviously didn't know about Huang Mao's death.

When he said that, it was self-defeating.

As expected of an old policeman, Tie Jun saw the strange expression on Zhao Dafu's face, and immediately asked, "How did Huang Mao die!"

"You killed him! Why don't you dare to admit it! I guess, you didn't want to kill him, it was just because the yellow hair provoked you, and you were angry and accidentally injured him when you were fighting with him!
I didn't expect you to be so strong that you beat him to death in one fell swoop! "

Tie Jun's deep voice wafted through the sky.

After waiting for a while, Zhao Dafu remained silent, Tie Jun spoke again, his voice was a little softer, and his aura was no longer as aggressive as before.

"I know, you didn't do it on purpose. As long as you are willing to admit it, I can guarantee that you will not be prosecuted for intentional homicide. In a situation like yours, it can be regarded as over-defense. It only takes a few years at most to be a new man."

"Really?" There was a playful smile on the corner of Zhao Dafu's mouth.

Tie Jun nodded, and a gleam flashed in his eyes: "I can guarantee it!"

"But, who can guarantee you?"

After saying a word, Zhao Dafu turned around again, facing nothingness, and muttered to himself: "The most smoky atmosphere in the world."

"What did you say? You admit that you killed Huang Mao?"

Zhao Dafu frowned, feeling dissatisfied in his heart.

Originally, he brought up the matter of Huang Mao in order to completely end this period of cause and effect.But listening to Tie Jun chattering and putting this shit bowl on his head, the feeling was a little different.