He cheered up his spirits and was fully dressed. He led two people around him who were not leaving the left and right when he was in trouble. Master Duan was sure to get 9 o'clock in the morning. The Beijing Municipal Patrol Bureau was full of people. The scene was lively at the critical moment. He walked into the Beijing Municipal Patrol Bureau with his hands behind his back and shaking his hands!

In the scenes in the 49th city, the men walking on many scenes have long been used to seeing all kinds of people. Today, they are still holding ivory tablets in the Golden Palace to discuss the world. Tomorrow, maybe the city gate is full of green bamboo and jade to ask for life. Seeing that the help is irritating, you have to listen to the command of others when you see the sky, but you don’t want the young man to do anything in a flash and get rich. The tide rises and falls, the clouds roll, rises and falls, and you are resurrected. You are finished singing and I will go on the stage, and you will go through the cycle of reincarnation in a lively manner!

Since even the men in Sijiu City are used to such scenes, let alone the behavior of those who can use their faces as rags on the official side?

Just as he saw Mr. Duan walking into the gate of the patrol station with his hands behind his back, a few patrol officers chatting in the door opened and turned their faces into a smile of sweetness. When he greeted Mr. Duan, he said intimately, "Hey... Isn't this Mr. Duan? I haven't seen him for just a few days, and your majestic posture has become more and more stable. How can you look like a stubborn and sealed marquis!"

"Mr. Duan, look, I have been keeping your proud little purple clay teapot carefully for you. I'm waiting for you to come and sit on the golden chair again. When I put on the Qilin robe, I put it back in your hand! It's a coincidence that I just got some purple hair dragon-jing buds this morning. I made a pot of Yuquan Mountain Spring Water boiled by pine branches, and you can use it to hand?"

"Mr. Duan. This is the small account that the judge of money and grain in the patrol station passed by when you went to Zhushikouer Street in Rongyang. The number of items cannot be wrong. The real thing... I will deliver it to you according to the old rules tonight! Are you looking at the delivery to the Manmuchun Book House, or... do you have another place to settle down?"

With a silly smile on his face, Duan bowed to the patrol police who came up, and he was randomly agreeing to the patrol police. His small eyes stared at several rooms in the patrol police station where people were lying their heads. He waved his hand as if he was carelessly urging his hand to the same smug look beside him.

As soon as Master Duan's suggestion was received, the two urgings standing beside Master Duan took a deep breath, and shouted in unison at the patrol police station yard: "Get together!!!"

The shouting came, the patrol station, which was originally considered pure, suddenly became a mess. Some of the patrol stations who had to patrol the streets on weekdays were okay. They hurriedly tied their belts and stepped on the long guns and fired them. Even if they were working together, they ran all the way to the patrol station yard with staggering and bumping under their feet. Others who usually sit in the office to work hard and live a life of life. At this moment, they are all busy looking for hats and belts, and then they will remember not to take care of their homes. After all, they are busy with panic. When everyone in the patrol station pokes in front of Mr. Duan, it has been two bowls of tea.

He looked at the patrol officer who was standing in front of him with a slight smile. Master Duan slowly raised his arm and bowed his hand. Then he smiled and said, "Young and Young Masters, we haven't seen each other for a while! Today, my surname Duan has returned to the old place, and I thought privately that I have to say hello to all the old and young masters - even if my surname is Duan is back, I still sit on the golden chair of the director of the Peking Patrol Bureau!"

As he finished speaking, many patrol officers who thought they had some incense relationship with Mr. Duan suddenly shouted at the top of their voices, while others were wearing Duan's shoes while Mr. Duan was in a state of decline. However, their faces were full of dust. They looked at Mr. Duan's face with guilt, and secretly considered whether they should find another place to make money?

Squinting his little eyes, Mr. Duan looked at the people who had a feud with him with a little smugness, and shouted in a voice: "Since my surname Duan has returned to the patrol station to take over, the past rules in the patrol station are naturally the same. If there is any market that my surname Duan doesn't know, it's unclear, and it's a small account. It's just a matter of writing off here! The gods return to their positions and the little ghosts are hiding their graves. We are here to practice the work of the patrol station.

Go down! In the ugly words, there must be people who are dissatisfied with my surname Duan. Just go find a way to complain and cry. If you have the ability to chase my surname Duan off the chair of the police station director, you are very good at hand and have the ability to do so! But there is one thing... You must remember to grasp the one who is surnamed Duan! You have to wait for my surname Duan to turn over again...hehehehehe..."

Seeing Mr. Duan's eyes showing fierce light when he smiled, many patrol officers who had a holiday with Mr. Duan all lowered their heads and avoided Mr. Duan's eyes. But before the nervous patrol officers turned around in their minds, Mr. Duan raised his voice and shouted: "These days, the scenes in the Sijiu City are not peaceful. In five or seven days, two reasons for the guns to be fired.

The people in Sijiu City were panicked and the dogs were uneasy, and our patrol station would have to go to the top to complain! It would be better to drive it by chance. I really got the news today - the hidden kiln of the owner who made trouble in Sijiu City, one was a family named Luo in the hopper Hutong, and the other was an old Xiao family selling cloth heads under the south city wall! Without further ado, we will divide the troops into two groups and start the kiln of these two characters!”

After a sudden hearing Mr. Duan say these words, many patrol officers standing in front of Mr. Duan all stared at Mr. Duan with disbelief and looked at Mr. Duan who still looked silly smiling...

The figures in the patrol station in Sijiu City, beating blind people, scolding mute people, slandering benefits, and shaking their power is a job in our business, and they are naturally playing with it. But if they really face some fierce bandits, they will always be clamoring and shrinking their feet quickly. But if they can coax people away, they will be done. Taking down a few inexperienced thieves and green skins will be considered a big job!

——Just relying on the money that was given to the officials in a month, whoever puts it on the job to fight for his life will be a fool!

But unexpectedly, it was always so easy to deal with in the ordinary season. Mr. Duan, who was in trouble, had a lot of temper after returning to Zhushikouer Street for a few days. He took it seriously and had a skill. As soon as he returned to the patrol station, he wanted to do a big job that no one dared to mess with to make his appearance.

What is the one who can hold it in Sijiu City that can see blood when playing guns and sees blood?

Just because of these long and short hard fires in the patrol station, are you still thinking about hitting someone’s kiln?

There was a scene of a machine gun in his hand. A shuttle of bullets flew over. I'm afraid that these people in the patrol station were rushing upwards, but it wasn't enough for someone to make a pot of cigarettes to finish them all!

He was very familiar with the things. Several active patrolmen had already reached out to cover their stomachs and looked uncomfortable on their faces. He just waited for Master Duan to give the order, and immediately he could pierce his head into the cottage. Within two hours, he said he would not come out even if he died!

The other patrol police officers who were a little incompatible with Mr. Duan had a gray face, and their legs and feet couldn't help but tremble...

After spending a few years in the patrol station, who doesn’t know how dark the paths in the patrol station are?

One of the bosses said that they didn't like it. They might have to hit the kiln of the bandits and thieves one day, and the first one had to tremble with a short gun and rush into it. With good luck, the arrested bandits and thieves shot and flew the sky spirit caps, and at least they could still be considered a death in the line of duty. There were not many pensions in the family. When they were unlucky, the guns flew from behind for no reason and went straight to the back heart. If they died, they would escape in the battle and die.

Could it be that Mr. Duan just returned to the patrol station today and was fighting to avenge his personal revenge in the name of hitting the kiln?!

As if I saw that many patrol officers standing in front of me were all making their own small plans, Mr. Duan said with a silly smile: "I say, young and old men, don't bother to think about any of them! Just this reason is the meeting gift I gave to you after my surname Duan returned to the patrol station! I can only say this, man, let's consider it myself! I'll be the hour for you guys here. Ten minutes later, I will take a group of people to the hopper alley and another group of people..."

Seeing Mr. Duan's eyes touching back and forth among the patrol officers standing in a queue, a patrol officer who had already had a little bit of incense with Mr. Duan suddenly felt happy and shouted at Mr. Duan: "Master Duan, do you think I, Jiao Laoba, can still take the trouble. I will lead the troops of the Xiao family at the foot of the south city wall?"

He smiled silly, Master Duan pulled out a brand new De Zao from behind for twenty times, raised his hand and threw it at Jiao Laoba: "Okay, it's a kind of person! Jiao Laoba, you can lead the leader today. I can't be stingy, Master Duan, I can't be stingy, this gun will be your first! As long as you can knock down the old kiln of the Xiao family, Master Duan, I promise you the chair of the captain of the Beijing Patrol Police Station's investigation team!"

"Parliamentary Police Station Investigation Team? Mr. Duan, where is the name of this in our Peking Patrol Station?"

"Just said you are smart, you are stupid for Mr. Duan in a blink of an eye, right? Mr. Duan said that he has this font size, that's it!"

"Okay, I'll ask Mr. Duan for a message here--whether the person hidden in the kiln of the old Xiao family is alive, or......"

"I've given you all the guns, what do you think?!"

"Master Duan, just hold on!"
Chapter completed!