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Chapter 949

After making a fool of himself in front of Zhou Botong, Fu Sansen and a large group of their subordinates, the unprecedented humiliation pressed down on Hong Qigong like a mountain, and the ticket hall suddenly fell silent with only his heavy breathing left.

Wang Pingchuan remained unmoved and twitched his fingers at Hong Qigong again, his face a little more mocking and contemptuous than before.

Hong Qigong, who was humiliated again, roared and rushed forward, waved his fists brazenly, and struck with great force. The power of this blow seemed to be able to destroy a huge boulder, like a sudden violent wind, making it hang in the sky above the ticket hall.

The ornaments floated gently.

The moment his fists approached, Wang Pingchuan's strong body turned out to be like a weak and boneless contortionist, bending backwards and spinning beautifully, dodging the ferocious punch at the last moment, while one of his right

The legs were kicked out quietly at an incredible angle.

Who would have expected that Wang Pingchuan, who is nearly forty years old, could still have such a soft body.

The shadow of his legs passed through Hong Qigong's floating top.

"Bang!" There was another muffled sound on the ground, and rose petals of blood spurted out from Hong Qigong's mouth and nose. His strong and powerful legs instantly went limp, and his huge body of more than 200 kilograms flipped over and fell to the ground.

"Okay!" the major and captain clapped.

Except for the applause of the two of them, the ticket hall was eerily silent for a moment.

Huang Tianbao breathed a sigh of relief, a smile appeared on his face, and his tense body relaxed instantly.

The victorious Wang Pingchuan stepped forward and bent down to pull Hong Qigong.

Leng Xuejian yelled: "Be careful!"

A ray of cold light flew out from Hong Qigong's sleeves and hit Wang Pingchuan's face directly.

Fortunately, Leng Xue was prepared. With a shake of her hand, a silver needle shot out. With a "ding" sound, the cold light was shot to the ground and fell on the marble floor tiles, sparks bursting out.

This is a sharp sleeve arrow!

Wang Pingchuan was startled for a moment, then quickly came to his senses, kicked away the arrow in his sleeve, turned around and spat hard at Hong Qigong on the ground.

"Bah!" This mouthful was as powerful as smashing a stone, and thick phlegm exploded on Hong Qigong's face. It was thick and sticky, mixed with the blood he spit out, just like a common saying.

:My face is full of peach blossoms.

Zhou Botong was dumbfounded. He was stunned for a few seconds and said coldly: "Send Master Qi to the hospital."

Several men in black rushed forward. They were not eager to show off, but they were eager to leave the place where this was wrong. These outsiders were too tough, why should they stay and suffer immediate losses?

Two men took the lead and half-supported and half-carried Hong Qigong's huge body out of the ticket hall.

More than a dozen men in black rushed out immediately, looking at Wang Pingchuan, Huang Tianbao and others with vigilance and hostility.

The major and captain took a step forward to protect Zheng Xiaomin.

Wang Pingchuan walked slowly towards Leng Xue.

The group of people surrounding him followed his steps slowly and fearfully. No one dared to make a sneak attack. His powerful image of knocking down Hong Qigong was engraved in their hearts.

Zhou Kui, Zhou Shengping, Huang Guan and others looked sadly at Hong Qigong who was being carried to the ticket hall, and then stared at Wang Pingchuan hatefully.

Zhou Botong and Fu Sansen both pretended to be calm, but they were filled with doubts in their hearts.

Hong Qigong is already a god-like existence in his heart. He has never encountered a three-in-one enemy in Nanling County, but today he was defeated in two moves. This is incredible.

These men were invited by Ouyang Feng to help out? No, if Ouyang Feng had such skilled helpers, how could he endure it till today?

Could they be people sent by Lingyun Group? It doesn't seem like it. Except for the two little girls who have some temperament, the remaining few are all vulgar and even silly guys. How does this fit in with the white-collar image of a listed company?

Ah? Moreover, they should be sitting at the negotiation table to discuss business, so why do they start fighting and making trouble as soon as they come?

They have a relationship with Du Yufei from the Public Security Bureau. Could it be that they were helpers brought in by Chu Tianshu?

Ignore him and fight him. If you can't beat him alone, then fight in a group.

Zhou Botong and Fu Sansen looked at each other and shouted: "Come on!"

More than a dozen men in black suddenly pulled out bright short machetes from their armpits or behind their backs. Their confidence suddenly increased and they moved faster towards Leng Xue and others.

"Ah, use a knife? Paralyzed, Captain, protect Manager Zheng!" The major grabbed the chair next to him and slammed it on the marble floor. The plastic back shattered to the ground, leaving only a steel pipe skeleton, which was used to fight and knock down

It’s also very handy.

The captain followed his example and smashed a chair. The two of them, one behind the other, sandwiched Zheng Xiaomin tightly between them.

Protecting Zheng Xiaomin was the task assigned to them by Leng Xue. One of them had her back pressed against her buttocks, and the other's back was pressed against her breasts. Their blood suddenly boiled, their courage increased, and they stared at her with eagerness, assuming a posture of risking their lives to protect her beauty.

Wang Pingchuan stopped, still standing upright and defenseless, with his back facing the pursuers and their sharp knives. But the four men pursuing him at the front seemed frightened by his broad and thick back, even though they were holding machetes in their hands.

We have reached the shooting range, but no one dares to swing the sword.

Wang Pingchuan turned around suddenly, and the four men in black took a step back at the same time.

Just then, a police siren sounded.

The expressions of more than a dozen men in black changed and they all looked at Zhou Botong.

Zhou Botong frowned and made a gesture.

The man in black rushed into the ticket office quickly, scaring several ticket sales ladies into screaming and running away. When they came out, there were obviously no traces of concealed weapons on their bodies.

The person leading the police dispatch this time was Public Security Bureau Chief Tao Yuming. He received a call from Zhou Botong, asking him to come to the ticket hall of Pioneer Passenger Transport in half an hour to clean up the mess.

As the director of the Public Security Bureau, Tao Yuming rarely leads the police in person unless there are special circumstances. Normally, ordinary fights and fights can be left to Du Yufei to deal with. However, today is undoubtedly a "special" situation, because Zhou Botong told him that the people involved in the incident

One party is related to Du Yufei, and letting her come again cannot guarantee the "fairness and impartiality" of law enforcement.

When Tao Yuming stepped into the ticket hall, he couldn't help but feel nervous. The first thing he saw was Zhou Botong and Fu Sansen, whose faces were crooked with anger, and then the unfamiliar Leng Xue and the group of tough-tempered men behind her.

There is also the majestic and glaring Wang Pingchuan.

What kind of endgame is this?

In Tao Yuming's memory, the so-called endgame was that the other party was beaten to pieces and bruised all over the place. He came out to clean up the mess, either directly arresting the perpetrator of the other party, or representing the public security agency to preside over "justice" and coordinate with Datong Company to compensate some money.

, I have never seen a clean ending where the other party was unscathed.

What's even more unexpected is that Fu Sansen is actually in charge of today's endgame.

Tao Yuming couldn't help but be shocked: If Fu Sansen can take action, the opponent must have a lot of background and strength. If this mess becomes too big, it may not be easy to deal with!

"Director Tao, have you personally led the police out? Is there a major case?" Fu Sansen stood up to greet him enthusiastically, but judging from his posture and expression, he not only showed "familiarity", but also seemed to have a bit of ridicule in it.

Due to his status, Tao Yuming could not take the initiative to reach out and shake hands with Fu Sansen. Instead, he asked with concern: "Sansen, why are you here?"

This is the territory of Pioneer Passenger Transport, and Ouyang Ke had to jog over to say hello: "Hello, Director Tao."

Tao Yuming hummed twice. He didn't look at Ouyang Ke, but looked around. He found several surveillance cameras around the ticket hall. He secretly felt that it was necessary to be more indifferent to Sansen at this time. Otherwise, it would not be easy to host him in a while.

"Fair".

"Director Tao, you're here just in time. I want to report the case." Zhou Botong ran over and pointed at Leng Xue and others. A bad guy came to complain first. He said: "These people are making trouble at the passenger terminal and making trouble unreasonably.

Several employees in my company couldn't stand it and tried to persuade them, but they started to attack and injured several people, one of whom was just sent to the hospital."

"Director Tao, that's not what happened..." Ouyang Ke was mid-sentence, but Zhou Botong interrupted him rudely: "I'm talking to Director Tao, why are you interrupting?"

Ouyang Ke wanted to argue, but Tao Yuming waved his hand to stop him, so he could only step aside.

At this time, Zheng Xiaomin walked out from the close surroundings of the major and captain, walked slowly to Zhou Botong, and asked: "Boss, are you making a mistake? If, as you said, we are making trouble at the Pioneer Passenger Transport,

How can it be your turn that Chase employees can’t stand it?”

In one sentence, Zhou Botong was speechless.

A sneer flashed across Leng Xue's lips.

Zheng Xiaomin turned to Tao Yuming again and said: "Director, I heard that Datong Company and Pioneer Passenger Transport are competitors. If someone comes to Pioneer Passenger Transport to cause trouble, they should be asking for it. Why would they come all the way to stop it? You said, with this

Is that possible?"

In one sentence, Tao Yuming was speechless when asked again.

Damn it! If you lose the martial arts fight, you can't win this literary fight. Fu Sansen couldn't sit still. He made a gesture to Tao Yuming to come and talk: "Director Tao."

Zheng Xiaomin immediately responded: "I'm talking to Director Tao, why are you interrupting? Do you still have any manners?"

One sentence made Fu Sansen choked and speechless again.

Tao Yuming groaned secretly, cursing Zhou Botong's ancestors in his heart. Before a few outsiders settled the matter, they asked me to clean up the mess. How can I help you clean up the mess in full view of everyone?

Facing Zheng Xiaomin's eloquent words, Fu Sansen was so angry that his head was smoking. He kept telling himself, I am the number one diamond king in Nanling County, and I should show my due grace and self-cultivation in front of beautiful women.

However, this little girl's repeated defiance and pursuit aroused the violent and perverse temper deep in his heart, and he cursed loudly: "I tell you, Nanling is my territory, I can do whatever I want, you bastard

What nonsense are you talking about?"

Fu Sansen finally showed his true colors, a rogue through and through.
Chapter completed!
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