Urban Iron-Blooded Soldier King

Dong Wenfeng saw Zhao Qiqi off first and drove to the company alone.

Just then, a police car stopped more than ten meters in front of his car, and two policemen, a man and a woman, came down.

Dong Wenfeng knew it was the Revenge of the dead stick. He stopped the car slowly.

"Get off!" The male policeman knocked on the window and said sternly.

"Officer, what's going on?" Dong Wenfeng rolled down the window and said calmly.

Dong Wenfeng's calm manner makes the male police a little unhappy. He handles cases on weekdays. Which suspect is not respectful. Today, the boy is like nothing!

Boy, wait until the police station, you'll feel better!

The male policeman flashed a fierce look in his eyes and sneered: "you deliberately hurt people, and the circumstances are serious. Now come back to the police station with us for investigation!"

Dong Wenfeng raised his eyebrows and said, "officer, everything pays attention to evidence. It's inappropriate for you to say that I deliberately hurt people without investigation?"

"Hehe, it seems that your mouth is quite hard!" The male policeman sneered and said contemptuously, "boy, do you know who you hit?! That's the son of a diplomat. Now it has risen to an international event. Now I can't protect you! "

Dong Wenfeng couldn't help but curl his mouth and disdain it.

When the male policeman saw Dong Wenfeng's appearance, he couldn't help getting angry and was about to get angry. The female policeman said, "Sir, you'd better come with me. Don't worry. We won't wrong a good man, and we won't let a bad man go!"

The policewoman swept her hair and a trace of doubt flashed in her beautiful eyes.

Looking at the man in front of him, he doesn't look like a ferocious man, but when the director called just now, he described the other party as heinous, so he must catch him back immediately for investigation.

Dong Wenfeng glanced at the policewoman. The other party's beautiful face was full of heroism. The exquisite figure was very attractive. With the bonus of police uniforms, people couldn't open their eyes.

"Well, I'll come with you." Dong Wenfeng thought for a moment, pushed open the door and came down.

"Boy, you'd better learn more about me!" The male policeman was very arrogant and took out his handcuffs.

"Zhang Ming, don't put handcuffs on him." The policewoman persuaded.

"Yunyun, the director said that this boy is very dangerous. He can't do without handcuffs." Zhang Ming said he would handcuff Dong Wenfeng.

Dong Wenfeng flashed back, looked coldly at Zhang Ming and said, "don't you need handcuffs?"

Zhang Ming didn't expect Dong Wenfeng to dare to dodge. He said sternly, "no need, you has the final say. You dare to hide again. This is resisting arrest! I can shoot you! "

"What a great prestige!" Dong Wenfeng's eyes were suddenly cold.

At a casual glance, Zhang Ming trembled with fear, like being stared at by a flood and beast, and his right hand with handcuffs was in mid air.

"Well, Zhang Ming, don't put away the handcuffs quickly!" Li yunyun doesn't want to create complications and persuades him.

Zhang Mingshan put away the handcuffs, but he was a little shocked. He had been a policeman for several years and had seen bad criminals, but he saw the terrible eyes like Dong Wenfeng for the first time.

But how can you look fierce? When you wait for the police station, it's not your own world! If it's a dragon, you have to lie down!

Looking at Dong Wenfeng walking towards the police car, Zhang Ming was proud again.

......

Interrogation room of the police station.

Dong Wenfeng was sitting in the interrogation chair, his hands handcuffed to the chair.

Sitting opposite is Zhang Ming. His expression is very proud. He squints at Dong Wenfeng and says, "name!"

"I've been making trouble for a long time. Don't you know my name? Did you catch the wrong person? " Dong Wenfeng was extremely uncooperative.

Zhang Ming stood up, patted the table, pointed to Dong Wenfeng and shouted, "boy, I don't care who you are. You'd better be honest here, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"

Dong Wenfeng glanced and disdained: "officer Zhang, can I understand that you are threatening me?"

"Intimidate you?!" Zhang Ming broke his fingers and said with a grim smile, "boy, do you think I'm kidding you? Now I will treat you well! "

"Hehe, if I'm right, the one above should be monitoring? Are you not afraid of being photographed? " Dong Wenfeng said with or without intention.

"You think a camera can beat me?" Zhang Ming took out his cell phone and made a call. "Xiao Liu, help me turn off the monitoring of my interrogation room... Don't worry, I'm measured and won't embarrass you... OK, buy you a drink another day."

Zhang Ming hung up the phone, looked at Dong Wenfeng proudly and said, "what else do you have to say now? Do you want to beg for mercy? I tell you, it's late! "

This kind of picture is very common. No matter how arrogant the prisoners are, as long as they see that Zhang Ming has turned off the monitoring, their first reaction is to beg for mercy.

Seeing that the arrogant prisoner turned into a grandson the previous second made Zhang Ming feel great.

However, the expected picture did not appear. Dong Wenfeng said calmly, "thank you for turning off the monitoring for me, otherwise it will be a little troublesome to take the picture of me beating you."

Zhang Ming was very angry and smiled back. He didn't expect that Dong Wenfeng would dare to be so arrogant at this time. A murderous spirit filled his eyes like essence.

"Boy, don't beat you into a pig's head later. I'll take your last name!" Zhang Ming clenched his teeth.

"No, I'm not as old as you!" Dong Wenfeng did not take Zhang Ming's threat to heart.

"It seems that you don't shed tears without seeing the coffin! I want you to keep talking! " Zhang Ming was completely angered. He rolled up his sleeves, swung his fist and hit Dong Wenfeng in the face.

His fist was about to hit Dong Wenfeng's face. The latter kicked it out and kicked it hard on Zhang Ming's lower abdomen.

Bang!

Zhang Ming's body was like a kite with a broken line. He flew out directly, hit the wall hard and fell to the ground.

The heart piercing pain came from his lower abdomen, which made Zhang Ming almost faint. After a moment, he slowed down a little, struggled to stand up from the ground, and stared at Dong Wenfeng angrily.

"Son of a bitch, how dare you beat me?!" Zhang Ming's face turned purple with anger. He was beaten by a prisoner in the interrogation room for the first time. Fortunately, no one saw him, otherwise he would have no face to see anyone.

"If you turn off the monitoring, I'm sorry for your kindness if I don't do it." Dong Wenfeng joked.

Zhang Ming was so angry that he just wanted to rush up for revenge. He suddenly stopped, looked left and right, and his eyes stopped on the chair.