Flash Marriage Royal Sister CEO, my sister dotes on me to the heavens

boom--

But when Fang Mo heard this, he felt like he was struck by lightning;

"What!?"

"Lethal dose? It's not about treating glaucoma..."

"What family? Using controlled narcotics to treat glaucoma?"

"Brother, have you always stayed in China and never been abroad? Even though many places abroad have liberalized narcotic drugs, there are very few places where they are used to treat eye diseases."

"What's more, patients who would normally carry this thing also know what dosage they should carry abroad. No one who can be caught here will be wronged."

"They all went abroad with high quality products based on luck, hoping to make a lot of money."

"That friend of yours is definitely a smuggler. His purpose of carpooling with you is most likely just to share the responsibility. After all, one person carrying a lethal dose and two people carrying a lethal dose together are two different concepts..."

I knew he was a smuggler, but I never imagined that this guy was not only smuggling cars, but also smuggling controlled drugs!

Fang Mo's entire expression collapsed.

At this moment, the good impression that had just arisen on Li Zhengle's character as a filial son disappeared in an instant.

He gritted his teeth and looked to the side;

"Did you fucking trick me again!?"

"No, it's because...well, Cindy, he also has glaucoma."

"Well, okay, I admit that I am an addict, but what I just said about my father is true. My father also just passed away recently. I am about to..."

"Nima..."

Fang Mo couldn't hold back at all. He rushed forward and shot the guy left and right. He slapped him twice and felt annoyed again.

Young Master Shang really had too many grievances along the way.

If Fang Mo really wants to talk about his apparent identity, he is more or less a boss worth hundreds of millions.

As for the identity in the dark, he is also the king of hackers of Guoan, a world-renowned terrifying existence.

This kind of person is also a social elite and a pillar of the country, right?

But because of ID issues, he got mixed up with a guy who was smuggling drugs...

Now I'm almost going to be arrested for this.

For Fang Mo, this is simply a shame among shames, especially since his wife is about to give birth. If he encounters such a person in embarrassing circumstances at other times.

Fang Mo was more or less able to calm down.

But at this moment he really couldn't bear it anymore.

Another two slaps followed.

The skinny young man’s eyelids twitched;

"Stop fighting, stop fighting! If you continue to fight for a while, you will alert, oh ho, we have already alerted the traffic police here..."

crunch--

The door was pushed open, and two police officers walked in. Seeing the chaos in the small car, they frowned.

"That guy named Li Zhengle, come out!"

After hearing this, Fang Mo let go of Li Zhengle, who was beaten half to death.

Huo Bao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and grinned at Fang Mo;

"Brother Fang Mo, don't worry, I will definitely help you see your wife give birth safely!"

"Hurry up and die for me! Mr. Police Officer, this guy and I are just carpooling..."

Fang Mo just wanted to explain a word or two, but the police officer ignored him at all and simply motioned to Li Zhengle to come over first and ask him any questions.

Fang Mo couldn't understand English and could only hear them chattering nonsense for a long time. Then one of the police officers took out a coffee can, pointed to the contents inside, and shook his head again.

At this moment, Li Zhengle's eyes were splitting and he showed a shocked expression.

Fang Mo was a little surprised by the content of the chat that the police called him over, and faced with Li Zhengle, who kept telling lies, Fang Mo felt that he really couldn't give him any more trust in being kind to others.

Especially considering that this guy is still a drug addict. God knows what stupid things a drug addict will do?

If it weren't for this guy, would I need to be trapped in this dark and small car from the Zambian traffic police?

If it weren't for meeting this guy, I might have arrived in Tanzania and boarded a plane to China.

Even if you are lucky, you can see Sister Yuelan in a dozen hours, the wife you have been missing for three months, and all your relatives and friends in Hong Kong City!

It all depends on Li Zhengle...

What if this guy bullies me for not being able to speak the bird language here, shirks the responsibility for the policeman, and blames all the controlled drugs he carries on himself?

Thinking of this, Fang Mo felt annoyed and pushed the thin man who had spoken once not far away with his elbow;

"Friends, what are they talking about?"

The young man dressed like a down-and-out beggar looked strange;

"Well, the policeman said that he found a can of coffee in the car. Then his colleague tasted it and found it tasted strange, so he asked him what brand of coffee it was, whether it was expired, or whether he had adulterated the coffee. Something else..."

"Then, uh, your friend has a complicated expression. It seems like this coffee is very important to him?"

As soon as these words came out, Fang Mo was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly remembered what Li Zhengle said just now in his mind.

His father wanted to be buried in Tanzania, and his ashes were stored in a coffee pot.

hiss!

At this thought, Fang Mo suddenly took a breath of cold air.

Awesome!

The next moment, Li Zhengle was obviously excited, as if he was dancing and trying to fight these guys desperately. However, although he kept mumbling, he really had no offensive power.

The tall black policeman suppressed him easily.

The young man next to him, who looked like he had also smuggled drugs, continued to act as a translator with a stunned expression;

"You drank my father? You bastards actually drank my father? How much of my father is left?"

"Maybe there are eight glasses left?"

"I'm going to kill you!"

The corners of Fang Mo's mouth twitched slightly and he said to himself, "Brother, I'm not blind." When he saw Li Zhengle suddenly taking action, with red eyes and planning to fight those policemen desperately, Fang Mo probably realized the reason for this guy's anger.

Dad's ashes were drunk as coffee...

Well, Fang Mo thought about the scene where after Lao Fangruo burped, he put his ashes into the coffee pot and was treated as if he had brewed a cup or two of coffee.

Damn, why do I feel so bad? Hurry up and say it.

Dad is as lucky as the East China Sea and lives as long as the Nanshan Mountain. How could he burp?

He shook his head to get rid of the thoughts in his mind, and then the down-and-out young man next to him suddenly added with a smile;

"Would you say your friend's father is an American espresso or an Italian classic?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he burst out laughing.

This is classic American humor. Fang Mo, a Chinese who grew up in China, could not understand the humor of these people and kept silent.

Ning Yuelan's beautiful face kept popping up in her mind, and she kept sighing in her heart.

It is true that life is not easy when people are on an embarrassing road.

Fang Mo sighed depressedly, not knowing how Sister Ning Yu was doing now.

Could it be that he is already staying in the ward?

Childbirth is very painful. Without a loved one to comfort and guide a woman, it can easily cause severe postpartum depression.

Fang Mo felt that he owed Sister Ning Yu too much, and he didn't want to leave any regrets to his wife in this regard.

Giving birth may only happen once in a lifetime.

As the child's father, Fang Mo's absence will really make Ning Yuelan regret it for the rest of his life...

boom!

At this moment, a burst of gunfire suddenly came from the direction where Li Zhengle was arguing with the police not far away.

Fang Mo's pupils shrank at this moment. Although it was of no benefit to Li Zhengle, who was always talking about cheating, Fang Mo even wanted to kill this piece of shit with his own hands.

But he never expected that after just a simple argument or two, these Zambian policemen would draw their guns!

He suddenly looked sideways and saw a scene that he would never forget.

When Li Zhengle was pushing and shoving the police just now, he used some means to confiscate all their pistols.

It was not the Zambian police who shot just now, but Li Zhengle.

The smell of gunpowder smoke came from the edge of the carriage.

A short, dark and thin middle-aged man held up a gun and suppressed several burly black men. The police officers were all talking in confusion, and they all raised their hands.

This scene is quite shocking to be honest!

"Grand Theft Auto" is full of déjà vu!

It turned out that the down-and-out young man with a joking face was also shocked.

"Holy crap, he just used the pretext of pushing and actually took away all the guns of these police officers!"

The next moment, Li Zhengle was livid again and fired two shots in a row.

Then, after repelling the Zambian police, he suddenly raised his hand and closed the car door.

With a loud 'bang' sound.

The car door is closed.

The police who came outside to support him fired their weapons, which only caused damage to the vehicle body. No bullets were fired at this moment.

But this scene still exceeded Fang Mo's understanding.

It wasn't that he had never seen scenes of wielding knives and guns, it was because from his initial understanding of Li Zhengle, he didn't think he was a guy who had the courage to use guns with foreign police.

"He's a cruel man. Dad drank a few drinks. Now that he thinks about it, it makes sense that he would act so crazy."

"If someone dares to spread Lao Fang's ashes casually, I will definitely be the first to tear off his head."