City Marshal

This meal lasted for an hour. For people like Chu Tian and Zhang Ronggui, an hour was enough to settle everything, enough to turn strangers into familiar brothers, so when they walked out of the room together, each other There are bright smiles on the faces of everyone. Everyone has obtained what they want. Thinking of the future in Shanghai, can you not be happy?

"Pa, pa" came into Chutian's ears slightly, and at the same time, there was a gleam of white light passing through Chutian's eyes. The object was smashed into the hand of a woman on the table in the hall, the woman let out an 'ouch', her wrist was hurt by the force of Chutian's coin, and the object rolled down from the woman's hand with a 'snap' sound. Everyone looked at the object immediately, and saw that it was a high-resolution digital camera. The mirror surface of the lens had been smashed by the coin, and the coin was still in the lens.

When Zhang Dahai and Zhang Ronggui saw that it was a digital camera, their faces changed slightly. If this woman is a reporter, and if she took pictures of herself and Chutian and the others, and then made some stunts, her political career would be greatly affected. Chu Tian observed the words and expressions, and naturally knew that the two government officials were worried that they would be exposed together with the gangsters, which would affect their official careers, so he smiled, touched his nose, and said to Guangzi: "Brother Guang, you send the Eighth Master and Commissioner Zhang, Director Zhang and the others get in the car." Then he turned around and said to Zhang Ronggui, "Don't worry, I'll take care of it myself."

When Zhang Dahai and his son heard that Chutian handled it personally, they immediately let go of their hearts. If Chutian handled it personally, there would be no problem. Thinking about something, dealing with Chutian really saves effort, so he smiled and walked slowly outside the gate under the escort of Guangzi.

Chu Tian turned his head and walked slowly towards the table of diners. The woman who dropped the digital camera just now had already picked up the camera and checked it. Seeing that the lens was damaged, she was very annoyed, although she didn't know who fired the coin. , but it must be Chu Tian and his group. When they were about to settle accounts with them, the group had already left, but Chu Tian slowly walked towards her. It's a bit baffling.

Chu Tian just walked in front of this woman, and before she could speak, the woman took the lead and said in a very unfriendly tone: "Little brother, where are you adults? Did you break my camera?"

Chu Tian glanced at the woman slightly with his eyes. She had a melon-shaped face with slender eyebrows. Although her complexion was slightly dark, she was somewhat beautiful and her appearance was radiant. With three points of stubbornness, Chu Tian smiled slightly, and the handsome and charming smile bloomed, which shocked the woman's heart slightly. In the world, there was such a mellow and charming handsome smile. Unknowingly, the hostility had dropped .

Chu Tian rubbed his nose and said lightly, "It is true that we broke the camera. The reason for breaking it is that you were taking pictures, and you were taking pictures of us."

The woman and the three diners at the same table laughed involuntarily, the woman took out a ID, waved it in front of Chu Tian, ​​and said with a chuckle: "Little brother, we are reporters, so we can naturally take pictures of what we want. "

Chu Tian had already seen her name and newspaper office from the certificate she passed by: Southern City Daily, Fang Qing.

Chu Tian shook his head, and said lightly: "Miss Fang, I don't care what kind of reporters or editors you are, in short, you have to destroy all the photos just now, leaving no one behind."

A rough male colleague of Fang Qing stood up, with a bit of contempt on his face, and said in a very disdainful tone: "Boy, I guess you haven't studied for a few years, do you know the rights of journalists? Journalists hold Journalists’ certificates are protected by law for engaging in news gathering activities in accordance with the law. People’s governments at all levels, their functional departments, and their staff should provide the necessary convenience and guarantees for lawful news gathering activities.”

Chu Tian didn't speak. This rough male colleague swallowed his saliva and continued: "Boy, think about it, even the law protects us, why do you want us to destroy the photos? Why?"

Fang Qing also looked at Chu Tian with great interest, wanting to see how this handsome young man would answer tricky questions from his colleagues.

Chu Tian's expression was still very calm, his tone was as calm as still water, and he said, "Since this is Shanghai, if you don't hand over your photos, you won't be able to step out of this street."

Several of Fang Qing's colleagues all laughed, this brat was really talking nonsense, even the police wouldn't dare mess around with their identities, let alone a kid like Chu Tian?

Fang Qing's heart skipped a beat. She felt that Chutian was not bluffing. The reason why she took pictures of Chutian and the others was because she saw that Guangzi easily asked the waiter to drive away all the police officers at the table. She was smart when she saw The murderous look and coldness looming on Photon's face, and her professional mind let Fang Qing know that valuable news would definitely be dug out here, and the people eating inside the door must be big shots, so even the police were afraid of them, so she secretly went first. I took photos of the departing policeman and Photon, and after Chutian and the others came out, I secretly took a few more photos, intending to go back and investigate the origins of these characters, and then investigate, write a valuable news and send it to newspaper.

Fang Qing is also a cautious person. Her talent for professional adventure made her take those few photos, and her cautious personality made her be extremely careful when taking pictures, so as not to let Chu Tian and the others find out. Who knows, they were still found out. I also broke the lens of the digital camera. Fortunately, the photos in the internal memory were not affected, otherwise the efforts just now would have been in vain.

Several of Fang Qing's colleagues finished laughing, a female colleague pulled Fang Qing from standing, and said, "Fang Qing, don't pay attention to this kid, he said that he is like a member of the underworld, lawless, this kid is probably crazy, here Play cool."

Chutian sighed softly, and was about to turn around and leave slowly. One of Fang Qing's male colleagues took a few steps, grabbed Chutian's arm, and said, "Boy, do you want to leave? Let's put our digital number first." The camera has been compensated, and you have no money, so ask your family to bring the money, Fang Qing, how much is your digital camera?"

Seeing Chutian's arm being grabbed, Fang Qing's eyes shot slightly, Fang Qing felt inexplicably panicked when she saw Chutian's gaze, and said, "Dapeng, you don't need to pay, he didn't break the camera either. "

"No, this kid is too arrogant." Dapeng, who grabbed Chutian's arm, shook his head, as if the camera belonged to him, and said, "At least I have to spend three or five thousand years with him."

"Let go." Chu Tian said two words lightly.

Dapeng is also a practicing family, and he has a certain reputation in the southern city newspaper office. The security guards of the newspaper office are not Dapeng's opponents. What's more, Dapeng has been pursuing Fang Qing. How can he not show up when he has the opportunity to perform?So Dapeng sneered and said, "Let go after compensation, otherwise you will never want to leave."

Chu Tian sighed again, raised his arm lightly, and with a "bang", Dapeng really looked like a Dapeng with a broken wing, and fell on the table. The vegetable juice spilled all over his face and body. I didn't see how Chutian made his move, and I was extremely shocked in my heart, and began to pay attention to Chutian's move.

The diners in the lobby didn’t see anything happening here because it was too noisy at first, but now Dapeng’s big movement of falling on the table immediately quieted down the noisy hall, all the diners looked here, the manager on duty saw Someone was causing trouble, and hurried over wiping off his sweat, feeling that today was really troublesome.

Dapeng struggled for a while, but before he got up, suddenly, a group of people flashed past Chu Tian, ​​quickly and nimbly held down Dapeng, and punched Dapeng unceremoniously, Fang Qing Another male colleague saw a sudden change in the situation. The nature of a man made him want to pick up the beer bottle to resist, but found that the two short knives were already on his neck, and the cold light was shining, so the beer bottle immediately fell to the ground. broken.

Before Chu Tian turned his head, Brother Cheng had already appeared, dressed all in black, as if he could show that he was a gangster. Seeing Chu Tian looking at him, Brother Cheng smiled and said, "Boss, yes Brother Guang asked me to come here, not far from my entrance, not far."

Chu Tian was taken aback for a moment when he heard Brother Cheng call him 'Boss', and then realized that it was Guangzi telling Brother Cheng not to be his own identity, so he nodded and said: "You came at the right time, I have important things to do, these people I leave it to you to deal with, they have some photos in their hands, I want them all to come out, and they are all destroyed."

Brother Cheng nodded, smiled and said respectfully: "Don't worry, boss, I know how to do it, and I will do it properly."

Just as Chu Tian wanted to leave, he turned his head and said to Brother Cheng, "There is a woman named Fang Qing, please don't hurt her."

Brother Cheng smiled knowingly again, and said meaningfully: "I understand, I understand."

Fang Qing and the others were secretly shocked when they saw Brother Cheng being so respectful to Chu Tian. They didn't expect that Chu Tian really belonged to the underworld and seemed to have a high status at a young age. Fang Qing became more and more sure of the value of the photos in the camera. , It is estimated that a storm can be set off, and the most important thing now is to get out safely with the memory.

Chu Tian also knew that Brother Cheng didn't know where he was going, but he didn't bother to explain. Just as he was about to leave, Fang Qing's female colleague yelled: "What are you doing? You gangsters can be lawless? Is there any law in Shanghai? "

Hearing her shout, Chu Tian stopped again, wanting to see how Brother Cheng would deal with it, so as not to ruin his reputation as a handsome man.

The diners around saw Brother Cheng and his group, although they were a little afraid in their hearts, but when they saw them deal with a few weaklings, they also had a little dissatisfaction on their faces, and some even whispered: "Hurry up and call me!" The police came, it was so lawless."

Brother Cheng naturally knew everyone's emotions and knew that he couldn't commit crimes in broad daylight and in public. He took a step forward and pulled the reporter's ID of Xia Qing's female colleague. The journalists, come to Shanghai this time and want to make news out of nothing? Do you know how many times you have ruined Shanghai’s image as an international city? How much have you damaged the reputation of Shanghai people?”

"We don't make news out of nothing, we speak with the facts and with the journalist's conscience." Fang Qing's female colleague shouted again.

Brother Cheng showed an incomprehensible smile, and said in a poetic tone: "Facts? Conscience? If your Southern City Newspaper can come up with an article that reports the darkness of your province and city, we will immediately kneel down for you." Apologies. Don't say, your province and city are very pure, there is no darkness, and the eyes of Shanghai people are discerning."

"We, we..." Fang Qing's female colleague didn't know what to say for a while, she was surprised that Brother Cheng, a gangster, could speak exactly what he said.

The Southern City Newspaper is actually just a local newspaper in the southern coastal area. It is still a little famous in the southern coastal area. Later, because it dared to expose those corrupt officials, or shabby projects, or the darkness of listed companies, etc., it gradually became famous and had a certain reputation. readers, but outside the coast, many local governments hate the Southern City Newspaper, because the Southern City Newspaper made its fortune mainly by exposing scandals in other provinces and cities, and dare not publish a single piece of news from the province or city where its own newspaper is located. In this way, the Propaganda Department of the province and city where I live will not be harmonized; such an unfair act makes people feel very shameless, so the governments of other provinces and cities, and even the local people do not have a good impression of the Southern City Newspaper.

Most of the diners in the lobby are locals born and bred in Shanghai. Hearing that these weaklings are reporters from the Southern City Newspaper, their sympathy immediately went halfway. They withdrew their sympathy, and some even secretly applauded, hoping that Brother Cheng and the others would expel all these journalists who tarnished Shanghai's international image from Shanghai.

"Yes, hand over all their photos and destroy them, so as not to damage Allah's reputation." Some diners shouted.

Chu Tian nodded secretly. This brother Cheng really has a bit of shamelessness as a politician. When he turned things upside down, not only did he not change his face, he was also so confident, so he walked out with confidence, and when he walked to the door, he looked at Fang clear.

Fang Qing's eyes just happened to be watching Chu Tian all the time. When her eyes met, Fang Qing's face turned slightly hot, and she hurriedly lowered her head, feeling inexplicably flustered in her heart, and asked herself involuntarily: What's wrong with me? ?How could he be so excited by his younger brother?

Chu Tian obviously didn't know what Fang Qing was thinking, because what he was thinking about was the beheading operation at night. After this battle, Shanghai would truly be stable.