Chapter 12 Measure

Pan Hongsheng was still signing on the seat just now. In the blink of an eye, he flashed in front of the other party in an instant, just a short distance from the big black face.

Although the big black man has the advantage of height, he feels a strong pressure...

He didn't even dare to look at Pan Hongsheng's eyes, so he turned around and pretended to ask for instructions: "How's it going? Director, what are you going to do?"

"Are you a policeman?" Pan Hongsheng didn't wait for the old man to reply and asked, "Do you know what this police uniform means?"

The black man smiled, shook his body, raised his fist and shook it under the other party's nose: "Little dwarf, don't think you're awesome if you win a foreigner's award. I'll tell you! Dare to provoke our director, no matter you are the king of heaven..."

His second half of the sentence suddenly turned into an inaudible exclamation point.

Pan Hongsheng's finger passed directly through the other party's body.

A small hole kept spraying blood out, and the big black man fell to the ground confusedly.

"Looking that you are still a grateful man, I won't let you die, but I won't lift this claw again in my life!" Pan Hongsheng glanced at him lightly: "It's a pity that even if you want to repay your kindness, you have to think about what you are doing..."

He suddenly turned around and said, "And you, depending on your age, I will change my name to you uncle... At such an old age, how can you be so brave and fierce? People of your age basically hold Tai Chi balls in both hands and walk around in the park. What do you come here to get mixed with?

"Ky! Don't look down on people!" The old man sneered: "What a great hand! But these people I brought are all good hands in our eastern police. I don't believe that so many people can't deal with you!"

"There are many people... It doesn't necessarily have the upper hand!" Pan Hongsheng looked around with a smile: "Why do you think I let you be presumptu until now? Now no one can leave evidence with the equipment, and I'm relieved..."

Chen Yanhong smiled sourly: "Mr. Pan, although you have two tricks, you have to look at your own situation. I, Chen Yanhong, am not the kind of person who doesn't know how to advance or retreat. If you apologize to me for today, it's over. I will immediately persuade my father to leave, otherwise..."

She approached Pan Hongsheng's face with a grim smile: "I want you to look good!"

Pan Hongsheng quickly dodged several steps and covered his nose: "Do you know? You really should treat your bad breath. It's hard to predict that it doesn't look good enough, but at least you can use more mouthwash, right?!"

"Bear him!" The old man's beard straightened up angrily: "How dare you say that, my daughter, beat me to death!"

The old man actually hugged Chen Yanhong's head in his 40s and 50s like a child: "Good boy, we don't listen to him. He's jealous of you and talking nonsense!"

"Dad! What are you doing!" Chen Yanhong was obviously a little embarrassed: "In front of so many people... Are you getting more and more confused or something!"

Although Pan Hongsheng was surrounded by more than a dozen police uniforms, he couldn't help laughing when he saw this scene: What a pair of best! No wonder such a daughter is born...

The staff at the scene were so scared that they hid far away for fear of causing a fire.

"Mr. Pan! Let's be soft!" Director Liu's face was pressed by several people under the old man and stuck to the ground: "Otherwise, we can't get out today!"

Pan Hongsheng smiled and said nothing. His body was like a shark swimming in the water. In an instant, several faint arcs crossed, and more than a dozen people bounced out!

For this kind of ordinary person, he is unwilling to use the power of qi. He can just throw his fists and feet out of the other side a few streets.

These so-called elite police officers learn from fancy things. Although they have certain practical experience, they only deal with ordinary people.

In front of Pan Hongsheng, they were like chickens. They were beaten by fierce fists and feet, and fled in a hurry. A man with a blue nose and a swollen face still pulled the old man: " Director, withdraw first! Don't be in a hurry!"

"Get out of here!" The old man slapped him, and the man fell to the ground!

What a great strength!

Pan Hongsheng was suddenly stunned: This old man has kung fu!

"Huh! Why do you think my father became the director? He is the direct descendant of the five-eed boxing! I hit it with real kung fu!" Chen Yanhong seemed to be very calm: "Kid, you should be unlucky!" It made my father so angry that it seems that you can't live! The last person who provoked my father is still lying on the ventilator in the hospital!"

Pan Hongsheng suddenly remembered a person. The old man mentioned to him a man nicknamed Lao Diaolong. Although he was very young and did not have much outstanding achievements in martial arts, his five-ecade boxing was amazing. He was one of the masters who adhered to the traditional martial arts position. This man protected his head during the war years. He was promoted to the director of the Provincial Public Security Bureau, but because of his domineering and paranoia, he was soon persuaded by his superiors to quit.

"Is it that you are Lao Diaolong?" Pan Hongsheng asked tentatively, "Are you the old Diaolong who is known as Guihualing?"

"How do you know?" The old man's tense momentum dissipated in an instant. The name has not been mentioned for many years, and even these cronies did not know it.

The name

and the story behind the name have been sealed for a long time.

"I heard from my elders that the old Diaolong in Guihualing is stubborn and domineering, but he once attacked the devil squadron with his bare hands at night without any damage! Is it you?"

"Haha! That's what I did when I was fifteen or sixteen years old! Unexpectedly, it was remembered by a junior! I thought everyone forgot it now. The old man's eyes suddenly became wet: "I can't imagine that you can meet the son of an old friend here, but depending on your age, your elder is probably already a grandfather, right? Even so, you have to give me an explanation about this matter! I'm about to be incorporated, just one daughter... I don't allow anyone to insult her!"

Such a young man is not a master of cultivating inner qi through life and death. He is purely a master of practicing fists and feet. He can have a loud voice and a bright voice, and his eyes are bright! Pan Hongsheng couldn't help but amaze: Is it possible that in addition to practicing internal qi, other martial arts can also go against the sky?

"Dad! What are you talking about?" Chen Yanhong quit: "He hurt so many people of you. Forget it!" Do you still have my daughter in your heart? Don't you see how he spoiled me just now? Can you swallow this breath?"

"Yes, I can't count it!" Looking at his daughter, the old man pointed to Pan Hongsheng angrily: "Even if you are the king of heaven, I won't let you go!" Come quickly and apologize to my daughter and kowtow to admit your mistake! Otherwise, don't blame me for bullying the little..."

As soon as the voice fell, a strong airflow suddenly gushed out of Pan Hongsheng's body! The airflow hit the old man fiercely, rolled up his hat in an instant, and smashed it deep into the wall!

Chen Yanhong's hairstyle next to him was messy, and he was curled up by airflow: "Ah, what's wrong? Is the air conditioner broken?

The old man stood still and let the airflow hit his body. His horse steps were very steady. Although his hair and beard had almost become horizontal, he still did not move half a step!

"Ha-ha...ha-ha-ha..." Pan Hongsheng put away his anger and arched his hand: "Senior, I really want to ask for advice, but the broadcast time is not waiting for people. If I am, you can put this matter down first! Let's record and broadcast the program first!"

The old man's face was gloomy and he didn't say anything, but his momentum had mostly diminished.

Everyone looked at the big screen. After a lot of tossing just now, there was not much time left, and the last minute was counting down.

"Prepare for each department! The advertising time is coming to an end soon!"

Director Liu woke up like a dream: "Sister Na, is there no problem?"

Sister Na looked at Lao Ha's face angrily: "They are all broken! What a fart to record! Let's do it another time!"

When Pan Hongsheng heard that Lao Ha was injured, his heart thumped.

He didn't expect that the other party would really attack the tutor. Lao Ha nodded feebly: "It's okay, skin trauma. Just let my makeup artist deal with it urgently!"

"There are still 30 seconds left!" The troupe ran in and shouted, "Please leave first!"

He obviously didn't understand what had just happened here. He was stunned when he saw that he fell to the ground.

"Go! Let Xiaohong record the program first!" The old man's beard shook: "Kid, you just fought. I remember that I will visit you another day!"

After saying that, he didn't look back, turned around and left!

Chen Yanhong was ashamed to stay under the burning eyes of everyone and hurriedly chased after him.

Those police uniforms climbed out in confusion. Some of the dramas at the scene cleaned up the garbage, and some made up for Lao Ha. Almost everyone went into battle in 30 seconds, and finally finished everything a few seconds before the broadcast.

"Okay, Mr. Chen Yanhong withdrew first for personal reasons, and now the game continues!"

The host's voice trembled a little, but it was still holding on.

Director Liu covered his heart: Thank God, thank God! I really dare not do this next time!

Pan Hongsheng sat in his seat with his arms in his arms, and the two people around him looked at him completely different.