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The clerk who spoke was a college student, a junior, a weak girl named Zhou Jiayi, the captain of Wei Xu's personal guard.Same age as Zhao Sa, good friend since childhood, ahem, now closer than friends.

Now, it's all bullshit.

The point is that she called the police.

Called the police.

The.

Wei Xu was speechless for a while, and after struggling for a long time, he could hold back a dry sentence, "Jiayi's safety awareness is very commendable."

After much deliberation, I decided to bring Qu Chen in and wash his eyes. After all, the police uncle will come later, so I have to give the police uncle a good impression that he will correct his mistakes.

Fight for leniency.

Half an hour later, Wei Xu sat in a nearby police station facing a young policeman, blinking his watery eyes and pretending to be pitiful, as if he was the one who was beaten to the ground.

The little policeman was keenly aware of the details, taking notes without raising his head or opening his eyes.

"Name?"

"Wei Xu."

"age?"

"29."

"gender?"

Wei Xu had no choice but to lean over on the table and play cute, "Comrade policeman, do you think I look like a girl?"

The little policeman stared, and tapped Wei Xu's head with a pen, "Sit back, stop talking nonsense, and say whatever you ask!"

"My gender is male."

The little policeman nodded and jotted down one by one with a sullen face, "Why did you fight?"

When asked about the cause of the fight, Wei Xu's acting skills began to take effect, with a bitter and bitter look on his face, "I was about to go back to work in the store in the morning, and I saw that man beating up our regular customers. Fighting back is just a spur of the moment."

The little policeman kept moving his pen and didn't stop talking, "When you see a fight, you don't start a fight and make trouble! Do you know how bad this effect is?! If you beat someone bad, it's enough for you to drink a pot ! Sue you for the crime of intentional injury, and you will recall your chivalrous deeds in prison!"

Wei Xu was a little embarrassed by the yelling, and shrank his neck, "The situation is so urgent that there is no time to consider the impact."

"At your age, if you go in and squat for a few years, your son won't know you anymore! Think about your son before being impulsive? He's an adult now!"

Wei Xu was dumbfounded, is this policeman really amazing?As soon as he opened his eyes, he knew that he had a son?It's like the FBI!

"Comrade policeman, I know I was wrong. I have deeply realized how serious the impact of my irresponsible behavior is... When will you let me go?"

"Let's wait, the family members have been notified, and we can leave after negotiating how to compensate at that time." The serious expression of the little policeman showed faint signs of brokenness, as if he was forcing a smile.

Wei Xu turned around and looked around, making sure that no one noticed, and asked closer, "Is there nothing serious about me?"

"It's okay, the other party's injury is not serious, it's fine to negotiate with minor injuries, just sit here and wait for someone to come and collect you." The attitude of the little policeman has become very gentle, and he pushes the paper cup filled with water next to him, "Drink some water , wait slowly, don't worry."

Wei Xu was a little flattered, where did the stern police uncle just now go!How to become so approachable!The painting style changes too fast, my heart can't bear it!

"Thank you Comrade Police."

Tremblingly, he took a sip of the water, put it down again, and looked at the little policeman hesitantly.

The little policeman was in high spirits, picked up his pen and started asking again: "Tell me about the fight."

"Oh, I kicked them in the face with sand and then I kicked them up with my knees and then elbowed them down like that, and he fell to the ground."

The little policeman bit his pen after recording, and began to think very seriously. After 1 minute, he said very seriously: "The premise for you to fight like this is that there is sand. If there is no sand, you will be like me."

The little policeman couldn't help but stood up and began to gesture, accompanied by a gentle explanation, "If the other party points a weapon at you, whether it's a gun or a knife, first talk to him to distract attention, and then hit him with all your strength, use here, shoulder There's a bone here, hit it fast."

Wei Xu and his friends at the police station were stunned, and the policeman next to him also looked at this side with a look of surprise on his face. The little policeman didn't realize it, and even called a colleague to come over and demonstrate together.

The two of them set up a posture, and the colleague held a pen in response to the occasion, and the little policeman opened his mouth: "Hello, director!"

The colleague's face changed and he turned around to say hello to the director, but the little policeman rushed over with all his strength and took the colleague's hand holding the pen with one hand, and hit the colleague's throat with the other shoulder, quickly throwing him against the wall With another hit, the pen in my hand fell to the ground.

"Hey, this way the murder weapon will be dropped. You can choose to kick it away or take it for yourself." The little policeman picked up the pen and held it in his hand, and continued to explain, "Hold it like this, and then the attack speed must be fast. If you want to cut it, don't stab it. That will kill people! If you are too defensive, you will be sentenced!"

At this time, the sad colleague just adjusted his breathing and prepared to stay away from this nervous little policeman. Unexpectedly, before he could escape, he took a pen as a knife. .

The colleague was furious, and started a round of attacks without explanation, left uppercut and right uppercut. The little policeman covered his head with his arms, and gradually backed away. For example, the throat, abdomen, these places are severely injured, and even fractures in other places will not hurt life."

Wei Xu didn't know how to organize his words to describe his mood at this moment. Wasn't he arrested and educated because of fighting? !How did it become the teaching of sparring skills specialty classes? !

"Wei Jin, what are you doing?" The unknown person who suddenly appeared said this lightly, Wei Xu turned around, and the person had a smile and helplessness on his face.

The little policeman whose name was called slumped down, dejectedly, "Taking notes."

"Do you need a sparring for taking notes?"

"Ahem, restore the scene."

"Come to my office after finishing the transcript."

After speaking, the man left in an extremely chic manner. Wei Jin was very depressed, and the colleagues around him were gloating and smirking.

Sitting opposite Wei Xu again, Wei Jin took a deep breath and pushed the notebook forward, "You can sign after reading the transcript if there is no problem."

Wei Xu signed the letter in a daze, then pushed it back.

Wei Jin glanced at the door, took out more than n notebooks from the drawer, put them in front of Wei Xu, flatteringly said: "Brother Xu, I'm from the pro-guards, our whole family likes you, sign for us!"

Wei Xu was stunned, he didn't expect that he, a past artist, would meet his own Mi Fensi once he entered the game, and he was still like this...a funny person.

It's a mixed blessing.

After signing one by one, Wei Jin began to read: "My, my sister's, my grandma's, my mother's, my second aunt's...well, I have them all!"

A happy smile appeared on Wei Jin's face, and Wei Xu also smirked along with him. To this day, he thought that there were no other people in the guards except for two shop assistants. He didn't expect so many people to miss him. Dehe Neng can afford Mi Fensi's love.

When Du Chunfeng and Zhao Zhixin rushed over one after another, Wei Xu was almost bloated from drinking, Du Chunfeng was still following Xiang Qing, his legs were striding like hot wheels, and when he saw Wei Xu, his eyes were bigger than anyone else. With a big stride, he rushed over and slapped Wei Xu on the head: "Do you still want your old face! Doesn't it sound nice to have an outdated male artist and a popular young boy fighting each other! How old are you still fighting! Do you still think you are young?" What if it breaks! You have to pay for it!”

Well, probably what Xiang Qing cares most about is losing money.

Wei Xu pretended to be pitiful and kept silent.

Wei Jin felt a little aggrieved when he saw his idol being beaten and scolded. Even though he was the idol's manager, he still said with a serious face: "This is the police station, please be careful."

Xiang Qing was quite shy of dealing with people's servants, so she apologized embarrassedly, and then explained that Qu Chen had agreed to a settlement.

Wei Xu took a look at Zhao Zhixin who came to lead him, still in a calm suit and leather shoes, he didn't say a word to Qu Chen, but just glanced at him lightly, and even said a few words to Chen Yue, then ended the conversation and walked over here.

"Thank you for saving Chen Yue. I'll take care of Qu Chen." While speaking, he looked carefully at Wei Xu and checked him from head to toe. He seemed relieved when he found no injuries.

"Hey, Mr. Zhao still has the mood to settle this kind of lawsuit in his busy schedule? Can you please change the place in the future? Our coffee shop is also in business, and we fight when we block people's doors, and let people do it. Business?" Since the termination of the contract, Xiang Qing has almost unsealed all the grievances accumulated over the years against Zhao Zhixin at one time, and when he saw Zhao Zhixin, he entered the mocking mode and couldn't stop.

Zhao Zhixin didn't take Xiang Qing's ridicule at face value, so he looked at Xiang Qing with his eyes right, and still looked at Wei Xu, "I promise Qu Chen won't do this kind of thing again."

Wei Xu felt a little ridiculous, who Qu Chen wants to hit has nothing to do with him, Wei Xu, can you, Zhao Zhixin, make a promise to him? "Mr. Zhao, you are serious. Your business has nothing to do with me. I only beat him up because he beat up a regular customer in my store."

Not giving Zhao Zhixin a chance to speak again, Wei Xu gave Xiang Qing and Du Chunfeng a look, turned around and walked out the door, and the little policeman Wei Jin followed up to make friends.

Du Chunfeng stayed where he was, looking at Zhao Zhixin quietly, with a vague smile on his lips.

Zhao Zhixin noticed Du Chunfeng and raised his eyebrows, "Dr. Du still has something to do?"

"It's nothing. I, a little doctor, can ask you Zhao Zong for anything. I just want to inform Mr. Zhao on behalf of Wei Xu. He doesn't want to have anything to do with you now."

"It's up to you to decide whether it's related or not." Zhao Zhixin was a little displeased, and sullenness rose in his eyes, turbulent.

But Du Chunfeng smiled lightly, and said leisurely: "I can't help you."

After saying that, he turned and left, while Zhao Zhixin stayed where he was, lost in thought.

It is true that Wei Xu used to be a simple canary, kept in a cage, and obeyed Zhao Zhixin.

But today is not what it used to be.

Not seeing each other for four years, Wei Xu has changed a lot, at least he is no longer willing to be manipulated by others.

This other person is Zhao Zhixin.