I, the police, will be rewarded with pancake fruit skills!

Chapter 52: Tianhu starts the game, and he cheats me.

Fang Zhen ignored the other party's provocation and casually turned on the law enforcement recorder on his chest.

"You don't mind if I turn on the body camera. You know this is my duty."

He said and looked at Zhu Liu opposite.

"Of course, we are legal citizens, we can record and film whatever we want!" Zhu Liu continued to say provocatively.

Seeing the former's arrogant appearance, Fang Zhen shook his head, feeling a little helpless.

Then he asked how to challenge since his own people were here.

"Two wins in three games!"

"If I win, your police station will release all my brothers who were arrested yesterday!"

Zhu Liu said it directly without thinking, obviously thinking about it in advance.

Fang Zhen didn't even consider the conditions he proposed and refused on the spot.

"No, we can't agree to your conditions!"

What the hell! ?

Zhu Liu was stunned.

The eyes he looked at Fang Zhen were full of doubts.

He wanted to know, do you policemen hold your mouth like this?

Do you want to see whose territory this is and who is in control now?
"The best I can do is not show up at the train station in the future!"

Fang Zhen didn't seem to notice Zhu Liu's expression, and acted very calmly.

The director and the master have already given him the final answer on the plan to deal with the guys in front of him. If these guys keep their promise, they can still seek leniency.

If he dares to go back on his word, the Huaishan Road Police Station and Nanqi Railway Station Police Station will teach him how to behave.

What Fang Zhen has to do now is just to delay the other party.

Fang Zhen finished speaking.

Zhu Liu suddenly fell silent.

After a while, he simply gritted his teeth and nodded in agreement.

Anyway, as long as Fang Zhen doesn't show up at the train station, the few cloves of rotten garlic at the train station police station are not enough to pose a threat to his team.

"I agreed, let's start now!"

"and many more!"

Zhu Liu said that he was about to ask his men to get things ready, but suddenly he heard Fang Zhen speak and stop him.

Involuntarily, he raised his head and looked at Fang Zhen with a frown: "Is there anything else?"

Fang Zhen said calmly: "Your conditions have been stated, now it's time to talk about our conditions!"

"You?" Zhu Liu looked surprised.

"That's right!" Fang Zhen nodded calmly.

"No, do you understand what professionalism is?"

"We are professionals, you are amateurs!"

"OK?"

Zhu Liu seemed to have heard some funny joke and couldn't help laughing.

Isn't this policeman just showing off his wits? He just grabbed a few of his subordinates and thought he could do whatever he wanted in front of him?

After laughing for a while, he found that Fang Zhen still looked serious, and Zhu Liu compromised.

He spread his hands and said, "Okay, you can put forward whatever conditions you want, as long as you win, I lose!"

Looking at Zhu Liu's stern look, Fang Zhen couldn't help but feel funny in his heart.

He said straightforwardly: "The conditions are very simple. If you lose, then you will take all your subordinates and the stolen goods accumulated during this period to the police station to surrender. After you come out, you will be a good person and have a serious job!"

"Okay, absolutely okay, whatever you say is okay!"

Zhu Liu pretended not to hear Fang Zhen's conditions at all. In his opinion, this was his home court and he was playing in his specialty.

How to lose?
This is basically Tianhu's opening!

After agreeing to Fang Zhen's conditions, he hurriedly asked Fang Zhen if he had anything else to do, and made sure that Fang Zhen had no other troubles.

Zhu Liu immediately asked his younger brother to bring up the oil pan that was heated behind him, and then placed it between him and Fang Zhen.

He smiled and pointed at the oil pan in front of him. He could clearly see that under the high temperature, wisps of green smoke overflowed from the surface of the oil. It could be seen that the oil temperature had reached [-] levels of heat.Just throw in anything and it will be crispy in no time.

"When you come to my territory, you must follow my rules. The first challenge is to fish coins in the oil pan. As long as you can fish them out, I will lose!"

While talking, a boy came over with a plate. Zhu Liu took it, stretched the dough in the plate, and threw it into the oil pan.

Make a splash.

The oil pan boiled instantly and countless big bubbles rolled out.

The deep-fried dough sticks turn golden visibly to the naked eye, and then fried until they become crispy and delicious.

Zhu Liu didn't use chopsticks. He just copied it casually and took the fried dough sticks in his hand. He brought it to his mouth and took a bite. He suddenly showed an expression of enjoyment.

"Yes, this is the taste. Who let me enjoy this taste!"

Seeing this, Xiaosi and others around him looked excited, and they all clapped their hands and cheered for their boss.

"Okay, that's awesome, boss!"

"Finally, I saw the boss's unique skills again. The boss is awesome!"

These shouts seemed to reach Zhu Liu's heart, and in an instant his self-confidence expanded to the extreme.

He raised his head, looked at Fang Zhen across from him with stern eyes, and said, "It's your turn, uncle policeman!"

The tone of "Uncle Policeman" was indeed filled with disdain and contempt.

Ignoring the other person's mocking eyes, Fang Zhen walked straight in front of the smoking oil pot, feeling the hot and beany smell coming from his nose.

He said with a pity look on his face: "It's a pity to challenge such a big pot of soybean oil once."

opposite.

Hearing this, the smile in Zhu Liu's eyes deepened and he was about to speak.

And then in the next second.

His eyes suddenly changed drastically.

Swish.

Without thinking, Fang Zhen suddenly inserted his hand into the depths of the oil pan, paused for no more than a tenth of a second, and then pulled it out quickly with quick eyes and hands.

in the sun.

Fang Zhen's hands were oily and wet, and between the tips of his index and middle fingers was a shiny coin.

how is this possible! ! !

Zhu Liu's pupils suddenly expanded to their maximum size, with a look of horror on his face.

The younger brothers around also showed shocked expressions.

His family knew his own affairs, and the reason why Zhu Liu, the boss, was able to pick up the fried dough sticks in the oil pan with one hand was entirely because his hands were wet with water beforehand.

Water and oil are not compatible.

This is how the older generation practices hand speed.

Where did the policeman opposite get the water? How could he have a chance to get wet?

The most important thing is, can this guy see through his eyes, so that he can see floating and moving coins in the hot oil pan with his hand?

Seeing the horrified looks on these people's faces, Fang Zhen's heart finally relaxed a little.

This time he relaxed, his back was already soaked with cold sweat.

I was so stupid that I almost overturned the car.

If it weren't for the last trace of the smell left on the coin, he really wouldn't be able to pinpoint the exact location of the bottom of the pot.

It would be much better to have an accurate position. In terms of hand speed, no one in the world can match the magician.

Isn't it just searching for something?
"You, how did you do it?"

At this moment, Zhu Liu suddenly asked stammeringly, with a bit of disbelief still in his eyes.

"What?" Fang Zhen asked.

"It's just a frying pan. Isn't it hot for you?" Zhu Liu said anxiously and excitedly.

"Oh, you said this!"

Fang Zhen suddenly realized, then he fumbled in his pocket for a moment, took out a bottle of hand cream and threw it to the other side: "Just put some hand cream on it, remember to buy the water-friendly one, but never buy the oil-friendly one, it will burn your hands easily. !”

(End of this chapter)