Chapter 136 Law Enforcement

"You two, pay for the medical expenses and apologize." Uncle Li walked to Jack and Jason and said coldly.

"Okay, medical expenses, we pay, it's right..." Before Jack finished speaking, he was interrupted by Jason. Jason shouted, "This will be said later, uncle, you broke our car. How does this count?"

"I will accompany you." Uncle Li said, "When you finish apologizing."

"Apologize?" Jason laughed and said, "What's the apology? It's because you don't have eyes that hindered us from driving. We didn't ask you to apologize, it's already a matter of face.

"You, say it again?" Uncle Li frowned.

"Oh, are you still scaring me? Play deep for me?" Jason patted his chest with a look of fear, and the expression on his face was also exaggerated: "I don't dare to do it anymore. Please forgive me... Haha, what's the matter again? You cowards hit it and bumped. What's the big deal?"

"Okay, I heard it clearly. You will pay for your words." Uncle Li said lightly.

"Don't move!" At this time, five or six policemen came over. The first one was also a middle-aged man, with a beard on his lips and a strong stomach. At first glance, he was a mixed-aged rice bucket.

"I just received an alarm that someone is holding a gun here. Who is that person? Hand over the gun. The mustache walked up in eight steps.

"Ah, international friends are also here." As soon as the little beard saw the two beautiful people, his eyes were fascinated, just like a mouse seeing a mother mouse.

"Hello, Mr. Policeman!" Jason nodded to the moustache, but his eyes flashed with contempt. Chinese government agencies are still so much waste. He really don't understand why Mr. Farn tried his best to come to a university in China, and as far as he knows, that university is not good.

"International friends are really different. Just stop there, they have both demeanor and temperament, haha!" The mustache speaks and smiles.

"Mr. Policeman, you are really good at talking." Jason laughed, and then he pointed to Uncle Li and said, "I report to you that he was armed with a gun and fired two shots at my friend's car. Of course, we can ignore this. However, our hearts can't act in place of your law - in China, it seems to be illegal to carry guns without permission, right?

"Thank you for reminding me." The beard kept smiling at Jason, but his face was cold with Uncle Li. He raised his head high, looked at Uncle Li with his nostrils, and hummed, "Let's go back to the bureau with me."

"Why?" Uncle Li stood motionless and asked.

"Why? Didn't someone correct you?" The little beard waved his hand: "Take it away!"

"slow down!" Uncle Li stretched out his hand and said, "Is that what you do? Don't search, just rely on this foreigner's words to take people away?"

"The correction of international friends is naturally credible." The moustache said, "And you are so eye-catching that it's not a good thing at first sight."

"Okay, I will also report that there is someone driving without a license here. Should I take it away?" Uncle Li said.

"Driving without a license?" The beard shouted, "Who?! Take it away!"

"That's them." Uncle Li pointed to Jason and Jack. In fact, he didn't know whether they had *, but the beard was going to take him away because of Jason's one sentence, and he also returned Jason's words to see how differently the beard was.

But there is something wrong. Jack really didn't bring *, not only without *, and the car has not been registered or formal. Hearing this, his face changed slightly. Jason whispered in his ear, "Don't worry, China is best at fighting in the nest. I bet that the bullshit policeman won't look at you at all*."

Sure enough, the moustache glanced at Jason Jack and sneered at Uncle Li, "I think you have a grudge against him for reporting you, so you wantonly slander him?"

"Ha!" Uncle Li was angry. He pointed to himself and Jason: "It's all a sentence from the upper lip touching the lower lip. What they said is solid evidence, and what I say is slander. I feel ashamed when the police are like you! The police? You don't deserve this*. Give you a word and go home to eat shit!"

Do you dare to slander law enforcement officers? Take it away!" The moustache waved his hand, and the four policemen surrounded Uncle Li.

"Okay, I'll go with you, but let me say the last sentence."

"If you have a fart, let it go!"

"The two foreigners not only drove without a license, but also drove away after hitting people. If you deal with this matter well, I will cooperate with your work." Uncle Li said, "Otherwise,"

"Otherwise, how dare you threaten law enforcement officials?" The beard looked at it and shouted, "Take it away!"

"Damn it, don't be ashamed!" Uncle Li cursed, and suddenly took a step forward. His body was as fast as a gust of wind. He went through the round-up of four policemen and suddenly appeared in front of the beard.

"FUCK, why is he so fast!" The little beard only felt a flower in front of him and saw Uncle Li standing in front of him. He turned around and ran to the side. Uncle Li took out the gun around the beard's waist, opened the safety, and pressed it on the beard's temple.

"You are attacking the police!" The little beard sweated coldly and his legs trembled a little. He shouted in horror, "If you give me the gun now, I can still treat it as nothing happened!"

Damn, as long as you leave me, I will let people shoot you randomly! The beard is not going to let Uncle Li go at all.

"You are a fool, just think others are as fools as you?" Uncle Li raised his other hand and slapped his mustache.

"Do you dare to hit me? Do you know who I am?" The little beard widened his eyes. Who is this man? Why is he so bold? Not only do you dare to rob the policeman's gun and point it at the policeman's head, but also dare to fight?

"Anyway, it won't be my son!" With that, Uncle Li threw it on his face again. After slapping him in the face, he kicked his foot on his beard's knees. His bearded fat body immediately fell down and knelt on the ground.

"We taxpayers worked hard to make money and raised a group of pigs like you!" Uncle Li pointed a gun at his moustache and scolded: "No, you're not as good as a pig. Pigs don't make trouble just eating it, and meat can be sold for money. And you, who eat us, use us, and harm us in the end. You are a moth. Living is a waste of national food. You should be glad that you met me now. If you didn't shoot twice on you ten years ago, I will have my son's surname!"

Li Qiulu, who was beside her, had been stunned for a long time. As a gold collar, she had never seen such a scene. An uncle pointed a gun to the policeman's head and made the police kneel on the ground and he cursed?

But she felt very relieved, and her good impression of Li Dehai also rose sharply. Looking at the daughter beside her who kept clapping and cheering, she felt that the tough guy her daughter said really existed.

But she is even more worried, because her daughter's thoughts are too non-mainstream and different from any child. At the age of four and a half, she began to watch this kind of fighting and killing films and advocated violent aesthetics. So will she be a violent woman when she grows up and carry a gun like Li Dehai?

This is against the law. The policeman named Li Dehai is indeed very hot-blooded and exciting, but there is a price, that is, if he is wanted by the state and caught, he will be shot. Li Qiulu would rather live a little poor life than become a wanted criminal.

No, you must take Xiaodie to see a psychologist when your legs are ready. Li Qiulu made this decision in her heart.

"Uncle tough, you played well!" Xiaodie cheered for Li Dehai in a tender voice: "Slap his face, hit him on the chest and step on his feet, and kick his chicken!"

This last sentence is really strong. Li Qiulu was almost stimulated to cramp her calf. In that case, the stopped blood iron will definitely flow out again.

"Little butterfly! Who taught you these dirty words? Li Qiulu scolded, "Don't talk about it again, okay?"

Xiaodie: "No one teaches me. I'm self-taught."

Li Qiulu: "···..."

At this time, the ambulance in the hospital had also arrived. The nurse lifted out of the stretcher and carried Li Qiulu into the car. Xiaodie also followed Li Qiulu, but when she left, her big eyes were still staring at Uncle Li.

"Look, I'm right. Chinese people are best at fighting in the nest!" Jason held his chest and looked like he was watching the play.

"But this uncle is not simple. You have seen his skills just now. Are you sure that you can defeat him?" Jack asked.

"You won't know this until you play it. I really didn't expect it. When I came to China, I met a kung fu master. Chinese kung fu really lives up to its reputation." Jason sneered: "But even with such a powerful Chinese kung fu, they can't do anything if they don't unite."

"This trip should not have come in vain. As you have heard, that university is known as the 'Demon University'. You can imagine what kind of students are in it. You can exercise your muscles and bones."

At this moment, Uncle Li pointed a gun at the beard's head with one hand, but he was pointed at four guns at the same time. But in sharp contrast with the little beard, Uncle Li's eyes did not blink, and the four guns pointed at him as if they didn't exist.

"Let them remove all the bullets in the gun." Uncle Li moved his beard on his head with a gun.

"No, every bullet we have to..."

Bum!

Uncle Li made a mistake in his wrist and shot directly next to the beard's ear and said, "Is there any problem?"

The little beard was scared to pee on the spot, and the ghost cried and howled, "Get the bullets out, hurry up!"

Uncle Li shook his wrist, and the gun in his hand turned into several parts scattered on the ground. He kicked over his beard and shouted, "Take these cowardly, get out of here!"

"I remember you! I can tell you that you are dead!" The beard rolled and crawled from the ground to one side and began to take out the walkie-talkie to call people. He planned to directly report that the gunfight needed support and let the armed police shoot Uncle Li to death.

Wh!

A square thing suddenly flew from the air and hit the beard's hand. The walkie-talkie fell to the ground, and the walkie-talkie fell to the ground with a brick.

"How can the strong man be entangled by those garbage policemen? The strong man is worthy of respect!" I don't know when there was an extra figure on the roof of Toyota. He was also a teenager, a high school student with golden hair. He was sitting lazily on the roof of the car.

"Hey! Mr. Police, this uncle and we are friends. We were joking just now. It's just a misunderstanding. The teenager shouted at the moustache.

"Jason, you caused it. Go ahead." The teenager raised his chin to Jason again.