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Diao Xiong looked at Yangwei for a while, then yelled violently: "You think I'm a fool, so I don't know how Sun Dapeng died? Don't come here to play with me."

"It doesn't work that way, so what do you want?" Yang Wei frowned and asked.

"People from the Public Security Bureau will be here soon, and I will tell them that Yang Cheng did all this and has nothing to do with me."

"That's fine, I'll tell them." Yang Wei chuckled, pretending to be stable. After all, he had worked hard on this front all his life, and he knew that he had to stabilize Diao Xiong right now. Besides, it is absolutely impossible to provoke him at this time, if he does something stupid, his son will be finished.

"Haha! Do you think I'm a fool? How can I trust you, father and son, at this time."

"I've already opened my mouth. You don't believe this, and you don't believe that, so what do you want me to do?" Yang Wei spread his hands helplessly, expressing his helplessness.

Diao Xiong was stunned for a moment. At this moment, he began to feel that this matter was not so simple, and it could not be solved by relying on arrogance. He had a glimmer of hope before, but now his hope was shattered. Feeling unprecedented fear, a smear of fear covered his face, and he twitched for a while, the expression on his face was extremely terrifying.

At this time, he already felt that he had nowhere to go, because he believed too much in Yangwei's power and Yangcheng's sweet words, and his bright future was ruined in the hands of his father and son. He couldn't accept it for a while.

"Brother, if you can trust me, Yang Wei, I think we can sit down and chat slowly." Yang Wei smiled, pretending to be relaxed.

"Talk! Do you think we have anything else to talk about?"

"Since you don't want to talk, why did you come to me?"

"This... this..." For a while, Diao Xiong stopped him from asking, opened his mouth, but couldn't answer.

"Presumably you also know that I am no longer in office at this time, but after all, I have worked in the position of director for many years. Hehe! This is a capable subordinate, as long as I work in it. It is not impossible to turn big things into small things and small things into nothing.”

Diao Xiong pondered for a while, and couldn't help but feel a little moved. Yangwei was right. Although he is not the director of the bureau at this time, he must have some trustworthy people who can do things for him. In this way, he will not have to eat There is a lawsuit.

Yang Wei glanced at him, and said again: "How about it! You have to think it over, this time waits for no one." Seeing Diao Xiong's impatience, he must be being chased by the police, so he must be held steady.

"You can really save me from going to jail?" Diao Xiong looked at Yang Wei suspiciously, but he still couldn't believe it.

"It's come to this point, why don't you believe me." Yang Wei smiled again.

At this time, Yang Wei saw the figure outside the window, his heart tightened, and he knew that the police officers had arrived, and his heart relaxed a little.

"Then... I'll trust you just once, if I really want to..." He let go of Yang Cheng as he spoke, but Yang Cheng was also impatient. Seeing that he had relaxed his vigilance, he turned around sharply and punched Diao Xiong's lower abdomen hard. Pound hard.

"No!" Yang Wei couldn't help becoming anxious when he saw it. Although he yelled quickly, Yang Cheng had already punched him down.

Although Yang Cheng is an ignorant person, he practiced martial arts very hard in the martial arts hall, and he has a few kung fu skills. When Diao Xiong was unprepared, this punch hit him hard. on the lower abdomen.

However, there is one thing that Yang Cheng didn't expect, even though it was too late for Diao Xiong to return to defense at this time, he is a martial arts coach after all, and his kung fu is not covered. Qigong is also really good, and only a master like Su Zijian beat him so hard that he couldn't fight back, and how could Yu Yangcheng hurt him.

Although the punch was heavy, Diao Xiong's lower abdomen retracted and his muscles tightened.

bang.

Yang Cheng only thought that Diao Xiong would be hit by this punch so that his hands covered his lower abdomen, and then he fell down slowly.

He was also kicked by Diao Xiong's scalp, which made him very angry. He is a person who must revenge, so he will be threatened by him, that is, he wants to take advantage of his unpreparedness to attack him in order to repay that kick revenge.

Don't you know, his wishful thinking was wrong. Although this Diaoxiong was seduced by his previous identity, so that he couldn't do uncommon and shady things with him, that's all. If you want to plot against him, how can he tolerate it? .

Diao Xiong sneered twice.

Seeing that he didn't fall down as expected, Yang Cheng couldn't help screaming in his heart that something was wrong.

At this moment, Yang Cheng's scalp hurts, and his long hair with wavy hair is causing trouble.

Diao Xiong grabbed his hair and pulled it hard.

"Ah!" Under the pain, Yang Cheng couldn't help crying out.

"Stop." Yang Wei had already persuaded Diao Xiong, but because of his son's mistake, his success was on the verge of failure, fearing that he would hurt his son, he immediately yelled loudly.

At this moment, Diao Xiong regained control of Yang Cheng, turned him around, and swept his face with his hands in anger. In the sound, he didn't know how many times he swiped, and he beat Yang Cheng to the ground. It was swollen up like a pig's head, and his face was covered in blood, which was horrible. ~~~ "The City's No. [-] Mixer" and "Drizzling Rain Shocking the Dragon" by Piaoyi Layman are very exciting, don't miss them~~~

"Stop beating." Seeing his son being beaten, Zhang Xiaoyu was heartbroken and wanted to rush forward again.

Yang Wei had no choice but to hold her tightly. If Diao Xiong was provoked again at this time, it was unpredictable what would happen next. Watching his son being beaten would make him feel uncomfortable as a father, but there was nothing he could do. It is understandable for Diao Xiong to be angry if his son is so ignorant that he actually plots against him when his psychological defense is lax. If he wants to blame him, he can blame his son.

"Don't move, don't move."

"Release the hostages."

At this moment, the door of Yang's house was knocked open, and five or six police officers poured in at once, each holding a pistol in his hand and pointing it at Diao Xiong.

These are all fully armed police officers, each with extraordinary skills, Diao Xiong is surrounded and alone, there is absolutely no chance of escape in the situation before him.

For all this, Diao Xiong had expected it long ago, but he was captured just because he was unwilling, and he yelled hissingly while holding Yang Cheng: "Damn it! So many people bully me, it's not worth it!" If you have the ability, you can challenge me one-on-one." Zizhan is a martial arts coach, with extraordinary skills, and he tells himself that no one will be his opponent.

As he said, although the skills of these police officers are amazing, Diao Xiong is a martial arts instructor after all. No one dares to challenge him with his excellent kung fu. The police officers rely on the team to arrest criminal suspects. Cooperation is not the ability of a single person, even if Diao Xiong yelled and broke his throat, no one would pay attention to him.