Excellent beauty's personal security guard

"Really? If you say so, you are very powerful. No one dares to take care of people when you hit them? " Zhao Jianhui still said tepidly.

The young man turned his lips as if he were a little impatient: "you're not a native. You're stupid and learn to meddle in other people's business? I advise you to get out as soon as possible and don't wait for a while. Tell you, my father is the leader of the traffic police detachment. Do you think anyone dares to take care of my business? It's a big deal. Just pay two dollars to settle it. What's the big deal? "

A young man next to him stretched out his hand and pulled him: "Xiao Hai, what are you talking about with him? If he hadn't been good at driving, I'd beat him up now. Hurry in. The boss is in a hurry. He said that two new girls came today... "

Hearing what he said, Zhao Jianhui couldn't help frowning. Now he finally understood that the children didn't care about the red light and green light because the boss called and there were new girls waiting. They wanted to come to pick up girls as soon as possible.

Seeing the tone of the young man's voice and the mean smile on his face, Zhao Jianhui could figure out what they would do in the villa with his ass. From the look of his words, it's certainly not the first time for these people to have traffic accidents and drink and pick up girls.

It seems that these children are not only lawless, but also have to do bad things.

"Hey, his father is the leader of the traffic police detachment. What does your father do?" According to Zhao Jianhui's estimation, these three people are the children of officials in Chengdu. Otherwise, they would not be so arrogant.

The man stared: "you fucking dare to talk nonsense here. Who do you think you are? You're from the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection?" As he spoke, he took a step forward, lunged and punched Zhao Jianhui's chest. Looking at him wringing his waist, he looked like he had practiced twice.

Zhao Jianhui's body slightly deviated, and the other party punched empty, but he took advantage of the situation and kicked Zhao Jianhui's calf. Zhao Jianhui smiled and pointed out that his arm was cut horizontally like a knife. The guy cried out, but his legs fell to the ground and retreated three or four steps. Only then did he reluctantly hold another accomplice to stop. His face was blue and white for a while. He turned a pair of almost tearful eyes and looked at Zhao Jianhui. His lips trembled. He didn't dare to scold again.

"What's the matter, Wei Ming?" Holding his companion felt strange. He was fooled by the other party with his fingers. If he didn't kick this guy, he didn't have to put on such a face, did he?

"Shit... Shit, his fingers... Are harder than his fucking steel pipes, ouch... Is my leg broken, mouse? Show me... Hiss... Slow down, ah..." with the mouse reaching out to roll up Wei Ming's pants, Wei Ming howled one after another, When the mouse saw the swollen blue blood stasis on Wei Ming's calf, he couldn't help taking a breath.

Raised his head and looked into Zhao Jianhui's eyes, there was a trace of fear in him.

Xiao Haiwen, who stood in the front, couldn't help looking back. For a moment, he couldn't help being stunned. He pointed to Wei Ming's calf and stammered, "this... What's going on?"

The mouse made a calm face to Zhao Jianhui, nuzui angrily and whispered, "it was rowed by the man..."

"What are you waiting for? Call the boss quickly..." Xiaohai said, as if he had suddenly reacted half way. He reached out and pulled out a baseball bat from the car, turned to Zhao Jianhui and asked, "have you practiced?"

Zhao Jianhui was still calm: "I advise you not to make a senseless struggle. Honestly follow me back and see how the person you hit is. If that person is not dead, it's your luck..."

Xiaohai Leng snorted: "hum, even if he is dead, no one dares to touch my finger. I advise you to go away quickly, otherwise..."

"What if not?" Before he finished, Zhao Jianhui stopped him and asked. As he spoke, he leaned forward and grabbed the stick in Xiaohai's hand. With a little effort, Xiaohai's baseball bat fell into Zhao Jianhui's hand. As soon as Zhao Jianhui raised his hand, the baseball bat flew straight out for thirty or forty meters before it was clattered on the ground. While he was chasing the gang, Zhao Jianhui grabbed his neck as soon as he reached out. He didn't see how to use his strength, so he picked him up and turned to his car.

The mouse is on the phone. Wei Ming still cries for pain in his calf. Xiaohai struggles to shout for the two people to save him, but where dare the two people behind him move?

Zhao Jianhui opened the door of his car, raised his hand and threw Xiaohai in, but just planted his head in the middle of the rear seat and the front row of seats. Xiaohai puckered his ass and pedaled his legs. Zhao Jianhui slapped him on his ass: "be honest if you don't want to die."

As he spoke, he sat in the cab and ignited the car and turned the corner. The car was already moving towards the coming road in the surprised eyes of the mouse and Wei Ming.

Zhao Jianhui's car had just left. The door of the villa opened. A group of 18-year-old young people ran out of it. Zhao Jianhui didn't see that these people still had shotguns in their hands.

"What's the matter, Xiaohai?" The first young man was about twenty years old. He was tall and energetic, but he looked fierce and didn't look like a good man.

"Was... Taken away by a guy who opened pasta..." the mouse said, pointing to the black pasta, which could barely see a shadow.

"What are you doing? You can't get on the bus to catch up?" As he spoke, the young man got into the driving position of the BMW and burst into flames. Five or six of the seven or eight young people who followed him crowded into the BMW. The car roared and chased in the direction of pasta.

A young man ran into the villa and soon drove out a BMW. Five or six people crowded in and followed.

When Zhao Jianhui returned to the intersection where the accident happened, the crashed tricycle and the injured tricycle driver lying on the ground were gone. The normal traffic order has been restored at the intersection. The traffic policeman standing on the middle Gangzi just now is still commanding the vehicles.

Zhao Jianhui parked his car next to him, put his head out of the window and asked, "Comrade traffic police, where did the person who was hit just now go?"

The traffic policeman looked at Zhao Jianhui and Zhao Jianhui's car sign, and then asked, "did the hit know your relatives? Don't say I said it. He has been sent to the finance and trade hospital. Here, turn south and then West. "

"Thank you." Zhao Jianhui turned around and pressed his anger.

The traffic policeman was really a little numb. When there was a traffic accident just now, he was not the first to be laid off to deal with the accident. Now she asked him where the person who was hit had been sent. She also told herself not to say that he told her. Obviously, she was afraid of retaliation from the head of the traffic police detachment.

If I didn't see that my car was the brand of the municipal Party committee, I'm afraid I wouldn't scold myself.

At the same time, Zhao Jianhui also felt the power of a traffic police detachment leader. In the Universiade City, the people's hospital is the place with the best medical conditions. The finance and trade hospital mentioned by the traffic police is only the worst of all the hospitals handed over to a hospital, but the person who was hit was sent to the finance and trade hospital for treatment. If there's nothing fishy in it, who can believe it?

After asking the way twice, the car finally ran to the finance and trade hospital. From what I saw, it confirmed Zhao Jianhui's guess.

The finance and trade hospital is in the innermost part of an alley. It looks very small. You can just get a car in. When the car drove into the yard, Zhao Jianhui couldn't help feeling a little funny.

The finance and trade hospital is about the same as a township clinic. It is a small yard six or seven times the size of the land. In addition to leaving a "gate" that can drive through, all around the small parking lot are covered with two-story houses.

The front and back face south is the outpatient building, and the other three are inpatient departments. Many windows are still hung with rotten clothes and broken quilts, and several windows are also hung with white cloth strips stained with blood.

Seeing all this, Zhao Jianhui felt like returning to the field hospital again.

Holding Xiaohai, he walked into the outpatient building. On the first floor, he happened to see a doctor in a white coat coming down from upstairs. Zhao Jianhui asked, "doctor, I want to ask, where is a man who was hit by a car just now?"

The doctor looked at Zhao Jianhui, and then looked at Xiao Hai, who was wearing his neck and collar, turned his eyelids and said, "what are you doing? Are you the family member of the injured? Pay the money quickly, or he won't come back. "

Holding Xiaohai, he walked into the outpatient building. On the first floor, he happened to see a doctor in a white coat coming down from upstairs. Zhao Jianhui asked, "doctor, I want to ask, where is a man who was hit by a car just now?"

The doctor looked at Zhao Jianhui, and then looked at Xiao Hai, who was holding his neck and collar, turned his eyelids and said, "what are you, you are the family member of the injured? Pay the money quickly, or he won't come back. "

"Who sent him? Didn't anyone pay?" Zhao Jianhui asked.

The doctor seemed to manage everything every day, and his face was impatient: "what time do you waste?"? The gang of the traffic police sent him here, left him and left. Do you think someone will pay for him? Unless he is Li Long's father, it's almost... "

"What the fuck are you talking about? Believe it or not, I'll kill you? He will be your grandfather. " Xiaohai, who was carrying a collar, did not dare to commit evil with Zhao Jianhui, but he was not very afraid of the doctor in a white coat. When he heard the doctor say that the person injured by him was Li Long's father, Li Xiaohai naturally quit.

Li Long is the leader of the traffic police detachment, that is, Li Xiaohai's father. If the man he hit is Li Long's father, isn't it just his grandfather?

With such a grandfather out of thin air, Li Xiaohai naturally quit.

The doctor was so angry that he stared at the tall Zhao Jianhui and opened his mouth to scold him, but he didn't dare to come back. Zhao Jianhui reached out and slapped Li Xiaohai on the back of the head: "what nonsense? If you dare to say one more word, I'll cut you first."

"Alas, you are a good young man. You... Have this in your hand, but it's not very good. Are you the family members of the injured? If so, pay the money quickly, otherwise you will bleed to death in a moment. "