Unbeatable Evil King

It was good after going out, but it seems that they are looking for ye Wuqian because of the relationship between Yu Gongzi and Peng Jieyin last time.

And they brought the police.

And in the next moment, ye Wuque was directly taken to the police station.

This is the first branch of qianning city.

When they were taken to the interrogation room, they were confronted by three police officers, two of whom were relatively young and one in the middle looked older.

"You are the one who has no lack of leaves?" Casually glanced at ye Wuwu, Tang Zhou said with some disdain: "I heard that you deliberately fought and rioted two days ago?"

The leaf does not lack to spread the hand, a pair does not matter the appearance.

"Officer, if that's what you think, that's all you have to say!" After a sentence, he did not forget to throw a look of indifference to Tang Zhou: "Whoever deliberately fights and fights, I believe that people with a clear eye will see it in their eyes!"

"Pa", a slap on the table, Tang Zhou a face angry staring at him.

"Boy, what do you mean, you mean our police department is not good?" In a word, there was an irresistible sneer on Tang Zhou's face.

Ye Wuxiang also smiles at will.

"I don't mean that, but what kind of person is the other party? I believe you people in the police station can see it clearly." A word said here, ye Wuque closed his eyes and snorted coldly.

It can be seen that these people have the same faces as those thugs of the rich second generation. From the way they speak now, they collude with each other to an irreparable degree.

"What do you mean, son?" In a word, Tang Zhou immediately stood up and slapped ye Wuque's head.

Only heard the "whoosh" of the wind blowing from the ear, leaves without defect immediately gently turned his face. Only saw that slap side toward his body, wipe the tip of the nose, but did not hit him in the face.

Ye Wuque sneered and stood up.

"Officer, if you don't agree, do it. It doesn't seem to conform to the rules of your bureau." A word said here, ye Wuque to him with a smile: "if this is the quality of your police station, then I have nothing to say!"

"What!"

It may be that ye Wuqian's remark was too penetrating. He immediately let the two young police officers stare at Tang Zhou, waiting for his reaction.

"Damn it, boy, what do you mean? We don't have the quality of the police station?" Tang Zhou was obviously angry. He looked at the two small police officers on both sides, and the anger in his eyes became more intense.

Ye Wumei shakes his head.

"Officer, I didn't say that. If you have to think about it yourself, I really can't help it!" In a word, ye Wuqian simply raises his legs and looks as if he has nothing to do with himself.

"Hateful, hateful fellow!" A word said here, Tang Zhou immediately roared at the door with a pair of angry tone: "give me someone, this boy fights first, insults the public servants openly, and is extremely guilty. Lock him up for me, and he is not allowed to be released without half a month!"

"Yes

Two police officers came in from the door, immediately tied ye Wuque's hands, and pushed the whole person out.

Seeing his back disappear at the door, the two policemen looked at Tang Zhou with a pair of puzzled eyes. At this moment, Tang Zhou looked at them with a sneer.

"Humph, I don't know that the man with high heaven and earth dare to fight with the labor and capital. How can you suffer?"

"Team Tang, what are we going to do now?" The two police officers did not seem to understand his meaning, and immediately said: "this boy, how do you plan to deal with it?"

Tang Zhou's proud smile.

"Let him go in first and reflect on himself." In a word, he immediately looked at the two police officers with a sinister look: "then we will know that we are powerful!"

"But Tang team, if we are found out by the director, will we..."

"What's the matter? The director is afraid to offend the group of people like Shao and Peng Shao. Let's save the director a lot of trouble! "In a word, Tang Zhou looked like a big brother, patted both of them with a triumphant smile:" and, you'll learn some skills from me in the future, you know? "

The two policemen looked at each other and looked at each other.

"Thank you for reminding me, thank you for reminding me!"

……

When ye Wuque saw the front came to the prison, he immediately laughed.

"What are you laughing at? Let's go in for the employees!" The two police officers with ye Wuque opened the iron gate and pushed ye Wuque in directly.

Ye Wuqi looks back and sees a pair of complacent looks on their two faces.

"Hum, you dare to be stubborn with our Tang team. You will know the power immediately!""Yes, with this boy, his temper is not small. I think he is a guy who has not encountered setbacks!"

"Well, it's OK. He'll know the power in a minute!"

Standing at the door of the prison, ye Wuqian smiles coldly. It seems that these rich second-generation forces and police stations are a group of birds of a feather. The so-called justice and morality are seriously despised here.

"Hello, Hello, boy, are you new here? Do you understand?" While ye Wuqian was still thinking, someone pushed him in the back.

Looking back, I found that it was a fat guy.

He seems to be in his early thirties, balding, with a round head and a fierce face. He is not a good character. More importantly, he is now staring at Ye Wuwei with a pair of hostile eyes.

"Hello!" In line with the principle of politeness, ye Wuqian extended his right hand to him.

Unexpectedly, he was slapped away.

"Boy, you are really a little white, ha, the new comer didn't know to give our boss a meeting gift?"

Meet me? It's kind of interesting!

Looking along the direction of his fingers, ye Wuqian found that in the corner of the prison, there was a fatter guy than he was. Although he was sitting, it was obvious that he was big and thick, and his whole body was full of muscles. He was not a good guy at first sight.

"Oh, I just came in and didn't bring anything good..." A word just said here, ye Wuqian is still ready to continue to say something, was just the fat man directly reached into his trouser pocket, a burst of random groping.

"Damn it, there's nothing. It's a poor man!" He was dissatisfied with rubbing with his hands, a slap toward the face of leaves without missing.