City Marshal

Chu Tian held Lai Guangming's information and did not throw it away without hastily scanning it.

Although the other party is not a high-ranking person, but a small city office director, Chu Tian already knew from Lai Xiaowu's yell just now that there was a deputy secretary of the provincial party committee behind Lai Guangming, and a relative of the military region, Coyote, and then also Just talk about people in the saber circle!

I didn't expect to go around and face these three generations of the army again.

Chu Tian remembered that he had a bet with Ziye in the capital city, in order to overwhelm one side and settle the grievance.Chu Tian touched the wound on his shoulder, sighing inwardly that the knife wound would recover soon.

He hoped that he would be able to suppress Ziye to settle the grudge in the future.

It's just that Tianjin's grievances and Yibin's festivals made him have a martial arts competition, which may be difficult to resolve the gap. After all, regardless of the ins and outs of the matter, he is more like a villain who is aggressive and revengeful. No one will believe that these conflicts It's all made up by chance!

Especially if he beats Lai Guangming down, the coyote will definitely think that he is playing against him.

But no matter what, Chu Tian decided to vent his anger on Liu Ningning. Although the latter has no physical relationship with him, she is also the woman he picked up, so he must beat Lai Guangming no matter what, otherwise there will be more in the future. There are many people who are not open-minded to make Ning Ning's idea.

"Give me a copy of his whereabouts!"

Chu Tian leaned on the seat and said softly, "I'll meet him sometime!"

Chutian absolutely wants to seek justice from Lai Guangming, but he can't act rashly in these two days, because tomorrow is the third uncle's birthday banquet, and even though the guests are all relatives and friends from his neighbors, Chutian still doesn't want to make any troubles, He planned to see Lai Guangming again after the birthday party.

Brother Shuai Jun nodded: "Understood!"

Almost at the same time, the news that the bald man had lost his right hand reached the ears of the director of the office, Lai Guangming. The latter was working overtime in the room to sort out the documents for the noon meeting. Just kidding! How could Ah Liang be injured?"

"Didn't I ask you to transfer someone over there, and let the other gangsters help Wei?"

Speaking of this, Lai Guangming threw his pen on the table: "It is conservatively estimated that there are 300 people. With so many people, they still can't beat a stupid boy? The other party will be beaten even if Bruce Lee is reincarnated. How could Ah Liang be beaten?" What about the broken right hand? What is going on? Tell me in detail!"

A wry smile flashed across the confidant's face, and he replied in a low voice: "Director Lai, Ah Liang was really deposed! His right hand was smashed alive by a wooden stick! Although I transferred 500 people, it didn't work. There is a keepsake from the Wen family, snap! Slapping it on the table immediately shocked the audience!"

Writer's keepsake?

Lai Guangming sat up straight, with a look of disbelief in his eyes, and then muttered to himself: "No wonder so many people went to no avail! It turns out that there are Wen family keepsakes, but how could he have Wen family keepsakes? That kid is the nephew of the Wen family? It's impossible!"

"If the film crew really has the support of the Wen family, why would they need to find the propaganda department when they come to Sichuan for filming?"

The confidant hesitated for a moment, and finally replied: "Director, the crew of "Shooting the Sun" has long been rumored to have a strong backer, maybe it is the Wen family, but they are afraid of coming out to cause trouble, so they always keep a low profile, just seeing Liu Ningning being beaten. I couldn't resist showing up!"

Lai Guangming's face turned pale: "Does that mean I'm too domineering?"

The confidant hurriedly lowered his head and replied, "Don't dare, dare not!"

As if aroused by the words of his cronies, Lai Guangming slapped the table and scolded: "Although the Wen family is a veritable local snake in Sichuan, it is really deceiving to beat up my people for the sake of an actor! The Wen family is deeply rooted. But our Lai family is easy to bully?"

His eyes shot out a look of ferocity, and he added with a sneer: "Although I, Lai Guangming, am a little Zhima official, I am not inferior to the Wen family in leading the entire line of the Lai family. Wen Sheng's son Wen Jinrong is only the deputy mayor of the Standing Committee. My eldest brother is the deputy secretary of the provincial party committee, and it is enough to crush him to death!"

The corner of the confidant's mouth twitched: "Wen Sheng has many disciples..."

Lai Guangming waved his hand, leaned on the boss chair and responded: "Even if Wen Sheng Taoli is everywhere and has many students in Sichuan, my Lai family is not a vegetarian, and there are many relatives and friends. Those who help, in the end, there is still a Hua family like Mount Tai!"

Surprise flashed across the confidant's face: "The Hua family? Could it be Mr. Mao."

Lai Guangming nodded, with a flash of pride in his eyes: "That's right! It is the Hua family that Mao Lao admired at the beginning, and the Hua family that took action at the critical moment of the party's life and death. Although it has declined, who in the whole Zhongnanhai would not sell it? But this hole card cannot be used unless it is absolutely necessary!"

Although he showed confidence, he was unwilling to get entangled in this issue, and then changed the topic: "Zhou Cai, go and find out the origin of the beating boy immediately! Whether he is the nephew of the Wen family or not, I will give it If he teaches a lesson, it can be regarded as a warning to that old man Wen Sheng!"

"Let him know that his time is past!"

Later, he added: "Also, let the police sweep up the local gangs, it can be regarded as giving the police some year-end bonuses, and it can also be regarded as punishing the local gangs for being greedy for life and fearing death, and then secretly telling the bosses of all parties that if you want to have a safe New Year, donate money. Double it, or they'll spend time in jail."

The confidant nodded: "Understood!"

When he was about to turn around and leave, he seemed to think of something again: "By the way, Director, your nephew and niece were also in Wanguan Teahouse at the time. I heard that your nephew seems to know the kid who beat people, and he has some grievances. If the Director wants If you know the situation earlier, you can ask your nephew!"

Lai Guangming frowned slightly: "Dongcheng knows him?"

Then he waved his hand again: "I see, go get busy!"

After his cronies left, he picked up the phone and dialed it. After ringing more than ten times but no one answered, Lai Guangming shook his head slightly, and then ignored the matter. He believed that his subordinates could handle the matter, so he continued to deal with the matter at hand. documents, establishing his glorious image as a civil servant.

At this time, on a main road in the city, a luxury Audi was speeding, followed by four or five luxury cars. Lai Dongcheng looked at the phone that finally stopped ringing, and looked at a young man who was driving. : "Wenfeng, why don't you let me answer your father's phone?"

"Maybe he has something urgent to find me!"

The young boy in the driver's seat waved his hand, took the phone and threw it in the drawer and replied: "It's office hours now, what can he ask you for, at most he wants us to go home early, and then the family has a reunion dinner, and then Chat, or tell us not to hang around!"

"I tell you, as long as you answer this call, we must go home immediately!"

Speaking of this, the young boy shrugged his shoulders and added with a smile on his face: "Then there is no fun! So you can't talk to him! Brother, you finally came here, I will take you around no matter what Let's play, let you see the alternative style of this city!"

"Xiaowu, don't you think so?"

When he said this, he aimed at Lai Xiaowu in the back seat. The latter seemed to have not yet come out of the anger of the teahouse. At this time, he heard the young boy's words and said impatiently: "It's a fart, what's so good about this place? Yes, it’s far worse than Chengdu, Lai Wenfeng, hurry up and find a bar!”

"Miss, I want to vent, today, today is really annoying my sister!"

Lai Wenfeng smiled wryly: "Okay! Good sister, brother will take you to the most dazzling bar right away!"

Lai Dongcheng sat up straight at this time, put his arms around his sister's shoulders and said with a smile: "What? Are you still angry about what happened to Uncle Liang? Don't be angry. Uncle and Uncle Liang have always been friends. He will definitely seek justice for Uncle Liang. Think about it, as long as Uncle Lai helps, can that kid handle it?"

When Lai Xiaowu heard her brother's comfort, she immediately waved her fist...

"Uncle must kill him! How dare you be so arrogant, you have never died before!"

"I don't even look at whose territory, hmph, bastard!"

Lai Wenfeng exhaled a long breath, and said in a steady voice: "That kid at noon is really so crazy, dare to lose Uncle Liang's hand? It's a pity that I was busy at the time and couldn't go to the theater in time, otherwise I would not only save Liang Uncle, you can still let my pig and dog friends reveal their identity and crush him to death!"