MTL - Counter Attack-Chapter 19 Violent law enforcement

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At seven o'clock in the evening, Chih-Hui set off on a law enforcement vehicle.

Today is his first day at work. He should have come out to enforce the law during the day. As a result, he just arrived at the unit. The leaders with heads and faces in the bureau took turns to invite him to the office to drink tea. After the leadership was poor, the colleague went up and down, and he didn’t introduce himself. He knew that his father was the secretary of the municipal party committee, and his uncle was the director of the city management law enforcement bureau. He went to the grassroots to take up his duties. A variety of curious inquiries.

Originally, I had already got off work. As a result, I said that I had to go out to law enforcement. The captain Ma Lier put down the bag and came to drive him.

The sky was already dark, and the windshield was covered with a thin layer of fog, which brightened the bright light. At this time, the streets were bustling, and the enthusiasm of the hawkers did not fade because of the cold weather. The screams came and went, and the scent was mixed in from the sewing.

Wu Zuowei is on this street. On the left is the uncle who sells roasted sweet potatoes. On the right is the big brother who sells shoes.

"Hey!" Wu Zuowei greeted the big brother next to him. "How long have you been here?"

Big Brother smoked and faintly replied, "More than two years."

"Is it caught by the city management?" Wu said.

Big brother laughed, "Never."

Wu Zhiwei admire, "How did you do it?"

After waiting for a long time, I didn’t hear back, and finally the next grandfather spoke.

"Because he is a city manager."

Wu Dawei’s big eyes exude a ray of light in the darkness.

"I was in the city during the day, and after I got off work in the evening, I didn't have a move. I have two children in my family. I can't afford to rely on that dead wage."

Wu is afraid to pout, it seems that no one is easy.

"Then I will not be caught by the city management when I follow you later?"

Big Brother snorted and spoke very hard.

"You can say that."

As a result, the voice just fell, and the warning light flashed in the distance. The big brother's face suddenly changed. Ma Lier collected the shoes and quickly withdrew in the opposite direction. There were several booths with him.

Wu Zuowei was thinking about whether or not to withdraw. As a result, he saw that the uncle next to him stood firm and did not mean to collect.

"Why don't you run?"

Uncle confidently pointed Wu Zhiwei to the brawny who sold watermelons next to him. The one-meter-eight-big man was a cross-legged meat with tattoos on his arms.

"The man is nicknamed the sunspot, and has always covered us. The general small city management does not dare to provoke him. He has no problem in one hand!"

Just finished, the city management car stopped in front of the sunspot stall, and went down to two urban management.

The uncle pointed to the captain next to Chishao and said, "It’s not that kid! It’s always a hit, and Li Saner, who sells dry goods on the other side, let him play once and his arms are broken."

It was too dark, and Wu Zhiwei did not see which one the grandfather was referring to.

The two city management went to the booth of the sunspot and didn't know what to say. It was a while that they had a dispute. First, the captain pushed the sunspot, and the black boy immediately went up a punch. Wu Zhiwei just said that he was deflated, and he saw the man next to the captain lifted a foot and slammed it toward the sunspot. The so-called one-handed big man, the embarrassment is to let this ankle fly, smashed into the watermelon stand behind him, the watermelon burst, like a **** brain scorpion scattered all over the floor.

Around the exclamation, the uncle rushed to the car with the sweet potato.

Wu Zuowei couldn't see the face of the pool, only to see that the sunspot fell to the ground and never got up again.

All the hawkers ran away, and the whole street was cleared, leaving Wu Zhiwei alone to stick to his own post.

Soon, two urban management came to Wu’s fear.

The pool glared at Wu’s fear. He wore a hat and his hat was so low that he could not see his face and could only see the hard chin and the chilly lip lines. There was a cigarette in his mouth, and even if he was covered in two shadows, he was indifferent.

Smoking can make Wu fear a little calmer.

The captain spoke first.

"What are you waiting for?"

"Hey, are you scared?"

"Stupid, talk to you!"

"Is it a good time to have a few words?"

"..."

The captain of the team was so noisy that Wu was afraid to scream, and he finally lifted his head and greeted the two cold eyes of the pool. Then he turned around... slowly picking up the porridge bucket... and then turning around... looking at the tricycle not far away...

There is only a pair of black eyes in the pool vision, which is very different.

Wu Zhiwei turned quickly and poured a bucket of porridge onto the pool.

......

The entire street is quiet.

The captain felt a cold wind blowing his spine.

Wu Zuowei thought that Chih-Hui would avoid it. He thought that he stood so steady, this barrel of porridge poured up, and half of the pool was smeared. Run! Not running is a death! Wu Zuowei smashed his son and ran west, and the tricycle and porridge barrels were all gone.

The captain responded quickly and chased him, blocking Wu Zhiwei at the intersection.

Wu Zhiwei’s foot was a brick. He picked it up and slammed it on his forehead. The bricks were broken!

"Come on! Come on!"

The captain of the team was stunned.

Wu Zuowei took another piece on his head and continued to scream. "Why don't you fight? Come on! Are you not violently law enforcement?"

The captain’s legs are soft.

Chi Yu suddenly swept over here, and Wu Zhiwei felt a powerful momentum, just like the dark clouds swept over his head, and it instantly changed. He threw the bricks and ran, and it was a fierce run! There are fire stars under the feet!

The pool is full of porridge, sticky, and the hands and feet are not flexible, so I will not continue to chase.

Focusing on the small black shadows that are shaking in the distance, it is best not to let Laozi catch you!

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