Zhao Mo Xiu Mo

The director of the police station is called Zhao Guanqun. Although his surname is also Zhao, it has nothing to do with Zhao Mo's family. In terms of relatives, he can barely be regarded as a distant uncle of Wufu.

No matter who it is, they will not be happy to be called out when they are supposed to be comfortably warm at home at home watching TV and chatting with their families, let alone just being called off the mahjong table by a phone call.So when he parked the car at the gate of the police station and got out of the car, Zhao Guanqun's round face was as black as the bottom of a pot.If it hadn't happened to ask Zhang Chenglong's father for something recently, he wouldn't have made this trip in person at night.

Hu Ziqiang welcomed him in, and the dozen or so gangsters in the room had already made their records, and they were standing or squatting at random, and a few of them were forming a circle and swallowing clouds with cigarettes in their hands. Spit fog.Seeing the two people come in, Ma Qishi threw away the cigarette in his hand, stomped it out, and walked over to talk to him: "Mr. It's really hard work for you."

"All right, all right, don't talk nonsense with me here." Zhao Guanqun's beer belly trembled as he spoke, and he waved his hand impatiently at Ma Qishi, "I don't have time to ink with you here either. Aren't those two boys locked up in the hut, and they can't wriggle around with handcuffs. You bring a few brothers in and give them a good meal. Xiao Hu, Xiao Cai, come with me to smoke a cigarette outside, Let's study the question of who will take over after Deputy Director Xu is transferred in a few days."

"You go slowly!" After courteously sending the three men in police uniforms away, Ma Qishi picked up a bunch of keys that Hu Ziqiang had left on the table, then shook his head and hair, turned around with his wrists moving, full of With a sullen face, he said: "Brothers, follow me and take revenge."

The remaining fifteen people stood up and gathered here, with excited and fierce expressions on their faces.The young people who were beaten up by Zhao Mo and Zhao Jun just now were eager to fight, especially the tall young man who had his wrist joint removed while holding the watermelon knife, his eyes were so vicious and frightening.

These things were all watched by Zhao Mo with his divine sense. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed it. It would be like this when he entered the police station. Those so-called policemen, and Director Zhao, were all Such an ugly face.

"Brother, what's the matter? Is the police coming to question us after interrogating those bastards?" Seeing that his expression was wrong when he opened his eyes, Zhao Jun, who was waiting quietly beside him, couldn't help asking anxiously.He knew that the elder brother was using his divine sense to detect the situation outside, but why did the elder brother who opened his eyes look so ugly at this moment?

"The police outside are not good people." Zhao Mo clenched his fists, his bones cracked, and the handcuffs on his wrists seemed to be under a lot of pressure, and they were also rattling, "They released all those bastards. The handcuffs are released, and they are still coming in to beat us. When they come in, you can hide in the corner and don't move, I will deal with them. Even if they are handcuffed, they don't want to take advantage of it. Don't worry, as long as there is brother, No one will hurt you in the slightest."

Zhao Jun has always been very smart, and he immediately figured it out after hearing him say this. While gritting his teeth bitterly, he let out a "huh" and walked to the corner of the wall in front of the cold handcuffs on his wrist.

After a while, there was a sound of unlocking the iron door, and the iron door was kicked open with a "bang". Along with the lights, a group of figures with teeth and claws rushed in.Standing in the middle, Zhao Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, and for a moment he felt that he only saw a bunch of colorful heads rushing towards him.

A cultivator, even if it is only a cultivator in the early stage of foundation establishment, is not something that ordinary people can resist, and the absolute gap in strength cannot be made up by numbers.After all, Zhao Mo is a cultivator with a bit of kung fu, even if his hands are handcuffed, it's not a problem for him to knock down a bunch of gangsters by himself.

If he wasn't afraid of exposing himself, Zhao Mo could just summon his giant sword called Heizi from the wedge space on his wrist, and deal with these people, knocking them down one by one.

In less than 5 minutes, the group of people who were clamoring to make Zhao Mo and his brothers look good were lying on the ground moaning and begging for mercy, their crap was worse than when they were on the street.This time Zhao Mo struck out with anger, and his attack was much more ruthless than the first time. Sixteen people, many of them swarmed in, and all of them lay on the ground and crawled without getting up.

There was no room for so many people in the small room, so Zhao Mo awkwardly dragged them out one by one with his handcuffed hands.The last one dragged was an afro with a bruised nose and a swollen face. When Zhao Mo threw him outside the door, he bent down, leaned in front of him, and said in a low voice: "Tell Zhang Chenglong, I am not afraid of him. And you, dare to come again If you mess with me, I won't show mercy anymore."

"I know... I know!" Ma Qishi replied tremblingly, ignoring the severe pain in his stomach, he struggled to get up and limped out by himself.At this moment, he finally got a good look at Zhao Mo's face, and then he remembered that the person in front of him was the one he saw with Brother Jiang that day, and he scolded Li Haibin for being unjust in his heart.

Seeing that those people were scrambling away, Zhao Mo turned around and walked back to the small black room where they were locked up, and closed the iron door. The handcuffs on his wrists hit the door, making a clattering sound.

Zhao Jun, who had been obediently hiding in the corner, walked this way and asked him in a low voice: "Brother, why don't we go home now? It should be past ten o'clock now, and the old man must be waiting very anxiously."

"No, if we leave like this, we will definitely be caught by the police again, and the crime will be serious." Zhao Mo shook his head, the cold expression on his face just now disappeared, replaced by With a frowning look on his face, "The police surnamed Hu took my mobile phone away when I was in the car, and now it is placed on the table in the room over there, and it has rang several times. Answer the phone."

While talking, the iron door was kicked open again with a "bang", and the door leaf hit the wall with great force and rebounded twice, making a "squeaky" whine of being overwhelmed.

Zhao Mo, who didn't release his divine sense to investigate the surrounding situation, never expected that someone would come over so soon, and was taken aback by the huge movement unprepared, and took two steps back.Zhao Jun was also taken aback, but he didn't retreat. Instead, he hurried to Zhao Mo's side and stood next to him.

The stout man who came in looked like he was in his 30s, with a full face, big arms and round waist, wearing a police uniform, holding an electric baton in his hand, with a fierce expression on his face.Seeing Zhao Mo and Zhao Jun standing in the room, he was like a vicious tiger that saw its prey, and cursed viciously: "Little bastard, how dare you be dishonest if you get into a situation!"

As he said that, he rushed forward and waved the electric baton to greet Zhao Jun, who looked taller and bigger.Zhao Mo hurriedly pulled Zhao Jun away, raised his arms and held the fallen stick with his hands, and shouted at the vicious policeman in front of him with wide eyes, "What are you doing!"

Hu Ziqiang didn't expect that this weak-looking, thin-skinned and tender-looking boy was so strong that the electric baton couldn't go down and couldn't be pulled back. Director Zhao was still watching at the door, and suddenly his head was smoking with anger. , yelling and cursing with a ferocious face: "After a long time, you are the brat who dares to resist! Hey!"

The electric baton suddenly released electricity. Zhao Mo was unprepared and trembled from the electric shock. As soon as he let go of the electric baton, he let go of the electric baton in his hand.While turning on the electric baton, Hu Ziqiang raised his right leg and kicked Zhao Mo's knee.

Zhao Mo hid back, pushed away Zhao Jun who wanted to come up to help, and was about to fight back, when he heard Hu Ziqiang's vicious voice in his ear: "If you dare to fight back, you kid is assaulting the police, you know if you want to go to jail?" ? Even if you don’t throw you into a prison for food, it’s enough for the two of you to go to a labor camp for a few years!”

These words made Zhao Mo stop, and the next moment he was kicked to the ground, the stick fell on him, and the dirty leather shoes kept kicking on the pants he had been trying to keep clean and coat on.

How could Zhao Jun next to him watch others beat his most respected elder brother, his eyes were red, he roared angrily and rushed forward, punching Hu Ziqiang back several steps, knocking out a tooth.

In such a short period of time, Zhao Mo had already been hit by the stick several times and kicked several times. His face was wiped by the electric baton, leaving a red mark on his fair right cheek.Zhao Jun hurriedly helped him up from the ground, and asked distressedly, "Brother, are you alright? Is there any other injuries?"

"It's okay, it doesn't hurt." Zhao Mo coughed twice, just now he was kicked in the ribs, which made him a little angry.Before he could say anything more, Hu Ziqiang, who was punched by Zhao Jun unexpectedly and his mouth was full of blood, spat out his bloody teeth, rushed up like a madman, and stabbed them with the electric baton regardless.

Zhao Guanqun, who had been standing outside the door watching, pulled out a gun from his waist, raised his hand, and pointed the gun at Zhao Mo. His beer belly was still trembling, but his expression was calm and sinister.The cold threat came out of his mouth, making Zhao Mo's hands and feet feel cold: "If you dare to resist again, I will shoot. There is surveillance in this room, and you were the first to attack the police when you were killed. We are only defending ourselves." Resist. Don't doubt my ability, Zhao Guanqun. I have plenty of ways to kill you two little bastards. If you run away, you will be fugitives. Think carefully about whether you should be beaten up honestly, or let your family watch you go to jail good."

A pistol that didn't even have the safety on could not threaten Zhao Mo, he could have rushed over to snatch the gun before the man shot, or even hid in the wedge space with Zhao Jun.But Director Zhao's words stopped Zhao Mo's raised arm in mid-air, unable to move.

"Damn it! I beat you to death, you bastard! Fuck! I told you to hit me! Hit me! You should hit me again! Isn't it pretty brutal! Huh! Kick you to death!"

Accompanied by Hu Ziqiang's spitting and cursing, the stick slammed down on Zhao Mo's body, and the kicks on him became more and more ruthless.Zhao Guanqun put away his pistol, but instead of coming in to fight with Hu Ziqiang, he took out his mobile phone and called Zhang Chenglong.

Zhao Mo, who was knocked down on the ground, covered his head with one hand, firmly pressed Zhao Jun under him with one arm, and protected him with his body so that the stick, fist and foot thrown by Hu Ziqiang would not fall on him.Zhao Jun was pressed down by him, and watched helplessly as the black electric baton hit his elder brother's back, shoulders, and arms one after another, and the hard-soled leather shoes kicked his elder brother's waist and legs one after another. The dull sound of the stick hitting the flesh made the whole person go crazy.

He struggled frantically to get up, and yelled frantically: "Brother! Brother! Get up! I'll fight him! Damn it! I'll kill you! Brother! Do it! You bastard! I've got you Hit me don't hit my brother!"

In his incoherent screams, it was Zhao Guanqun's voice talking into the phone: "Xiaolong, you heard me this time, those two boys, Uncle Zhao, are here to entertain you well. Ah, that brother is good at skills and quite tough, he is a tough guy, Xiao Hu's electric baton was about to be discounted, so he gritted his teeth and didn't make a sound. It's not easy to hear him screaming. Breaking his leg? That's not okay. After all, he is still in the prison, and I have to bear the responsibility. "

Suddenly, amidst Zhao Jun's increasingly frantic yelling, Hu Ziqiang's panting and cursing, and the dull sound of his body being hit hard, Zhao Guanqun laughed loudly and said to the phone, "Okay!" Uncle Zhao, I will leave this matter to you. Your father treasures you like his lifeblood. Your words are more effective than others’ hundred words, and your two uncles of the municipal committee, don’t they all treat you Be a baby bump! If Uncle Zhao gets promoted, he will definitely thank you very much. Don't worry, these two boys have been taken care of for you, 24 hours a day, keep them coming in vertically and going out horizontally!"

After hanging up the phone, Zhao Guanqun took a look into the room, and said to Hu Ziqiang, who was sweating profusely from punching, kicking and kicking sticks, "Little Hu, you greet him first, and take a break when you are tired. My name is Xiao Cai and You come in shifts. The guy above is very hard to beat, so you should be careful when you do it yourself, and don't cause trouble."

After a pause, he said lightly again: "After 24 hours of detention, no matter who comes, you will not be released, and you will be delayed. Those little bastards are also locked up. Turning around will really interrupt people." The legs have to be carried by them."

"Huh! Director, I understand. Don't worry, these two little bastards will be handed over to me today." Hu Ziqiang stopped his hands and feet to take a breath, watched Director Zhao's fat back leave, and didn't care The iron door was left wide open, turned around, grinned grimly and licked the broken teeth that were still hurting: "The elder brother protects the younger brother, I want to see how much stick and fist you can withstand!"

When Hu Ziqiang was finally too tired to go out to rest, it was already half an hour later.He rubbed his thick arms and re-locked the iron door, still cursing in his mouth: "You're so fucking beaten! Just wait!"

Only the two brothers were left in the room. Zhao Jun's voice was already hoarse at this time, and his eyes were red and swollen from crying. He didn't have many injuries on his body, but his expression seemed to be in extreme pain.

"Ahem!" Zhao Mo, who had been silent throughout the whole process, finally made a sound, coughing and slowly rolled over from Zhao Jun's body, sat down on the ground, and asked Zhao Jun with a bitter face: "Junzi , are you alright? I watched him intentionally hit you several times and I didn't block it, didn't you break it?"

"Talking about me, how could something be wrong with me!" Zhao Jun finally sat up, knelt beside him, carefully supported his arm, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Brother, where is your pain? I..."

Looking at Zhao Jun who was speechless, he looked up and down and found that he was not injured, Zhao Mo felt that his beating was not in vain, at least he was on top and could protect his second brother.Thinking that he was the eldest brother and couldn’t shame himself in front of his younger brother, Zhao Moqiang raised his aching arm, patted Zhao Jun’s shoulder, smiled with the corners of his mouth, and said, “It doesn’t hurt, you forgot that big brother is A cultivator in the foundation building stage? I use energy to protect my body, and the punches and kicks just now can't hurt me at all."

Now his ability to open his eyes and tell lies is getting better and better. He used to blush when he told a little lie, but now he doesn't blink his eyes when he speaks insincerely.A cultivator is not an invincible body, and he is only in the early stage of foundation establishment. Although he can use energy to protect the bones and internal organs from being injured, it is completely true that such a solid beating is not painful at all. nonsense.