Technology Cultivation System

Qin Tian turned his head and saw that it was Qin Jingjing who spoke, with anger still on his face.

"Dad, this grandson..."

Qin Jingjing raised his hand to interrupt him, turned his head and looked at Meng Changkong coldly and said, "I am the director of the Jiangning City Law Enforcement Bureau. If you beat my son, I have every reason to arrest you."

"Today is my first day in office. I apologize to my son now, and I can consider letting you go."

With a cigarette dangling from the corner of his mouth, Futian came over with a look of disdain and stood beside Meng Changkong.

He squinted at Qin Jingjing, and joked: "Director Qin, are you the third fire for the new official?"

Qin Jingjing frowned when he saw Futian put his hand on Meng Changkong's shoulder.

This shows that the relationship between the two is not ordinary.

After a moment of silence, Qin Jingjing suddenly smiled and said, "The old director is here, I dare not."

Pointing to Meng Changkong, he asked, "Who is this?"

Futian patted Meng Changkong's shoulder with one hand, flicked the cigarette ash with the other, and said with a leisurely smile:

"This is a reserve member of the Law Enforcement Bureau. Speaking of which, if your son made a move just now, it was a dispute with a public official of the Law Enforcement Bureau."

He tapped Qin Jingjing with the hand holding the cigarette, and said with a smile: "It's normal that you are not familiar with the situation when you first came here. But I'm doing this for your own good, Chief Qin."

"After all, you don't want to take your son in with your own hands, do you?"

Qin Jingjing was a little shocked when he heard Futian's words. He didn't expect that Meng Changkong was already in the reserve team of the Law Enforcement Bureau at such a young age.

But seeing the relationship between Meng Changkong and Futian, his eyes were full of doubts.

"Even the reserve members of the Law Enforcement Bureau can't hit people with their hands?"

Futian nodded and said: "It's true that it can't, but if you want to get to the bottom of it, your son said something bad to me first, and I didn't cripple him with a palm, which is already respect for you."

Qin Jingjing narrowed his eyes, "Then thank the old director for his mercy. It's also my fault that I just took office and have a lot of things at hand, so I didn't have time to clean up the reserve team."

A playful smile appeared on Qin Jingjing's face, "When I free up my hands, I will get to know the brothers in the reserve team well."

Meng Changkong's face was serious, Qin Jingjing's words meant that he was going to be operated on.

But he wasn't worried at all. When he was in college, with Li Tiandao, an ancient boss, whoever dared to touch him would have to weigh it.

Futian lowered his head and took the last puff of the cigarette, the source energy in his hand burst out suddenly, shaking the cigarette butt to pieces.

If Meng Changkong could hear it, of course he could hear it too.

"Director Qin, I believe in your ability. Otherwise, it would be impossible to climb to the current position."

"However, I still want to remind you that I, Futian, have been in Jiangning City for so many years, and I still have some contacts."

The implication is obvious, I don't cause trouble, but it doesn't mean I'm afraid of trouble.

Qin Jingjing waved his hand, and a gloomy look flashed in his eyes, "Today is a dinner party for me to greet the wind, and I have to greet other people, so I won't accompany you."

Qin Tian stared at Meng Changkong with murderous eyes, and was about to speak when Qin Jingjing stopped him with a look.

Futian looked at Qin Jingjing with a gloomy look in his eyes.

Meng Changkong knew that the matter was complicated, but he still had to say what he had to say.

"Hey, grandson, go slowly."

Qin Tian's footsteps froze, and the veins on his forehead twitched in anger.

Qin Jingjing squeezed his shoulder, and then walked into the hotel.

Fu Shuyao came to Futian's side and asked worriedly, "Dad, shall we go in?"

Futian grinned and said loudly, "Go in! Why don't you go in!"

"Come on, I'll take you to eat something delicious tonight."

After speaking, he walked into the hotel with his head held high.

Meng Changkong grabbed Fu Shuyao's hand and followed.

Entering the hotel, Meng Changkong scanned around but did not find Jinxiu and the others. It seemed that these people did not dare to expose them casually.

He didn't have the invisibility cloak, so he had to stay in the hall honestly and didn't dare to run around anymore.

Fu Tian still had a lot of acquaintances on this occasion, so he was dragged over to drink and chat.

Meng Changkong and Fu Shuyao sat in a corner beside them, ordered two glasses of juice and drank them.

Unexpectedly, the two of them just sat for a while when they saw a group of young people walking towards them. It seemed that the visitors were not friendly.

Meng Changkong saw Qin Tian sitting on the table opposite him, toasting him from the air, as if he was watching a good show.

"Shuyao, don't be impulsive for a while. I'll take care of anything."

Fu Shuyao gritted her teeth and nodded.

"Brother Meng, I'll listen to you. But after today, I want to beat Qin Tian, ​​so don't stop me."

Meng Changkong grabbed her hand and shook it, and said with a smile, "I won't stop you."

"Because I want to beat him up too!"

As soon as the two of them finished speaking, the young men sat across from Meng Changkong holding wine glasses.

A young man with a short cut also pretended to ask, "Can this sit?"

Meng Changkong's eyes were sharp, and he asked indifferently: "I said you can't sit here, can you stand up and roll?"

The inch-cut man's face turned blue, and then he pointed at Meng Changkong and said, "Boy, don't be too crazy. So what if you are a genius? It's not like I haven't been abused before."

Meng Changkong jokingly said, "Why, my newly recognized grandson asked you to come here just to make some harsh words?"

The inch-cut man was startled, and turned to look at Qin Tian.He knew that people who dared to provoke Qin Tian were crazy, but he didn't expect to be so crazy.

How dare he call Qin Tian grandson.

"Meng Changkong, you have the guts. Do you dare to go out and practice?"

Meng Changkong leaned back in his chair, glanced at Fu Shuyao beside him, and said with a smile, "What the hell are you, Qin Tian's dog, barking wildly here."

"I am a serious reserve member of the Law Enforcement Bureau. If you tell me to go out, I will go out. I really treat myself as a person."

The inch-cut man was so angry that his face turned black, and with a sudden force in his hand, the wine glass he was holding was reduced to ashes.

Now many people in the hall are public officials, and he dare not do anything.

If Meng Changkong made a move in front of them, even Qin Jingjing, who is now the Director of the Law Enforcement Bureau, might not be able to protect him.

The cropped man had never been so aggrieved before, his eyes fixed on Meng Changkong.

Suddenly he turned his head to look at Fu Shuyao at the side, and smiled sinisterly: "You are a reserve member of the Law Enforcement Bureau, she must not be. When you get out of this door, you have to keep an eye on her."

"In case it is lost or caught by someone, it will be hard to find."

The smile on Meng Changkong's face disappeared, and a killing intent spread from his eyes.

He leaned forward, "Say it again?"

The inch-cut man deliberately provoked: "What's the matter if I say it again? Are you still hitting me here?"

Meng Changkong let go of Fu Shuyao's hand, raised his hand without warning, and punched the inch-cut man in the face.

Grass!

"I'm going to beat you up today."