Chapter 98 Mind Reading

For Pan Hongsheng, this kind of thing is simply easy. Even the leader of the county public security bureau didn't look at the tiger-shaped badge. The other party just saw the watch on Pan Hongsheng's hand, and the tone was very polite: "Are you..."

"A senior of mine seems to have been treated unfairly. He just inquired about the case. Who knows that your doorman won't let him in... Did the old man not give him a benefit fee?" Pan Hongsheng looked coldly at the doorman who huddled behind him, and was so scared that the other party's height immediately shrank a little.

"Oh? Is there such a thing?!" The person in charge looked like an old man and immediately smiled and said, "Don't be angry. The people below don't know the rules. Who are you?"

Pan Hongsheng did not talk nonsense with him and directly asked the flower demon to contact him. The flower demon used Pan Hongsheng's financial resources and power to have directly contact with a number of heavyweight cadres. A random name came out and a phone call scared the other party to death: "Oh, oh! It's a friend of Minister Wang!"

Pan Hongsheng smoked coldly. He disdained to do things in this way, but this method was indeed simple and effective.

To deal with a dog, you can use a stick or a meat bone thrown at the table.

Does meat bones work well or does one foot work? It all works, but the meat and bones have many additional effects.

And the flower demon uses the third method, pretending to bend down to pick up stones.

The person in charge immediately arranged to give them the green light and sent someone to follow them in person. Lao Tie was able to see his son.

"Dad! You must save me! I'm really forced!" The strange thing is that the son of this horrible old man is only in his twenties and looks about the same age as Pan Hongsheng.

Pan Hongsheng looked at the old iron and the unlucky guy who was deeply involved. I don't know what the situation is.

According to the age of the old man, look at his age. Is the son so big for those who have participated in World War II? Is it more fashionable than the gambling king He Hongshen, and 79 wants to marry a concubine?

"The two of them don't look alike at all..." Hua Yao was as careful as his hair and quietly leaned in Pan Hongsheng's ear and said.

Pan Hongsheng looked left and right. This so-called son's facial features are indeed different from those of a simple-faced old man.

But does Pan Hongsheng have the intention to take care of this kind of gossip? For him, every minute and every second is precious now, because the old man with little strength is defending the army, and now he is racing against time.

The old man's "son" is wearing a cheap casual shirt, affordable copycat sneakers, and an honest face. He doesn't look like a troublemaker at all. He was very flustered when he saw so many luxuriously dressed strangers coming with his father.

"Beast! What the hell have you done!? Lao Tie felt that he had lost face for his son before his old friend, and he slapped him: "How many times have I told you? Don't go to the city! Don't go to the city! You have to die in! I just want to die in! Didn't you come in and do a small business? Why do you want to make trouble? I heard that you hurt someone else's urban management? Is that right?"

"No...I am..."

"What isn't it?! I have gone to see the injured! He is from the public family. Why are you going to provoke them?!" The blue veins on Lao Tie's forehead burst out: "What did I tell you before you entered the city?"

The simple and honest young man suddenly cried: "I really didn't mean to. I bought vegetables there, but they had to charge 100 yuan when they came up. How much did I earn after selling it for a day? As soon as I said a few words, they kicked me and beat me..."

"So that's why you fought back, right?" Pan Hongsheng looked at the young man and saw a lot of small scars and bruises, and a few obvious palm prints on his face.

Pan Hongsheng doesn't understand why Lao Tie treats his son like this. Even if he is not his own, his son is so angry that he doesn't stand out for him? This old man did the opposite.

If the old man sees that he encounters this kind of thing, he will immediately slap the other party! He will never let his hands be aggrieved.

Lao Tie's way of doing things is really a little problematic, and even a little pedantic and cowardly. If it's really a loss on your side, it's fine. Now you're being bullied by others!

"Brother, are you telling the truth?" Pan Hongsheng interrupted Lao Tie's words: "If you have any grievances, just say it. We are not outsiders. Naturally, I will help you!"

He suddenly felt sorry for the young man, because the other party did not have anyone to support and love him at the critical moment.

"This big brother... I'm really wronged!" Lao Tie's son cried and knelt down: "I swear to God that everything I said is true... If you don't believe it, you can ask those neighbors. Five or six of them hit me for five minutes... If I don't resist, I may be killed by them..."

Pan Hongsheng's face changed uncertainly, and he took a meaningful look at the flower demon.

The flower demon immediately nodded and went out.

"Kid, don't mess around!" When Lao Tie saw this posture, he immediately advised, "Don't make things big. Be patient with everything!" Don't be impulsive, otherwise things will escalate..."

"It has been upgraded," Pan Hongsheng handed a document to Lao Tie: "You can see, this is their judgment on your son. The judgment has been issued before going to court, declaring that he has been sentenced to ten years in prison for obstructing official duties and injuring law enforcement officers..."

Ten years! Dad! It's ten years!" Lao Tie's son immediately cried, "I don't want to go to prison!" This is not fair! Is it okay for them to hit me? Am I going to go to prison? What's the truth?!"

"Shut up!" The old iron arched his hand and said, "Do you still have the face to say it at this time? Let's not fight against the public. There is no good fruit to eat!"

Pan Hongsheng sighed. He didn't know why this peerless master with tough strength hid himself so deeply, and he didn't know why he did it.

The old man, like his name, is stubborn and old-fashioned. But it was obvious that he had not been in contact with the world for too long. He had been sitting in a small mountain village and watching the sky, so that he dealt with things like fish on the cutting board.

"Tie Lao, can you listen to me about this?" Pan Hongsheng pressed his hand: "Here, I am more familiar than you. I will deal with this matter properly. Your son will definitely be fine."

"Really? I don't have to go to prison?" Lao Tie's son was excited with tears, but this man about the same age as Pan Hongsheng had the opposite fate.

When Pan Hongsheng saw him, he seemed to see himself in those years. If he had not been sent out by the old man, but was isolated from the world in the village, maybe he would still live like him.

Maybe there will be one more person in the prison to accompany him, and the two will be sentenced together and go another way.

In fact, sometimes if you don't ask for yourself and have no goal, it is equivalent to degenerate. If you don't want to degenerate, the cruel reality will also force you to drive you to degenerate, because there are too many reasons for degenerate, but the road to work hard is extremely difficult.

At this time, he was even more grateful to the old man for his strict requirements and those fierce feather dusters. If it weren't for those things, he might be a rural man now. He peeked at a widow to take a bath, laughed and played with the big girl and little daughter-in-law, and the owner stole a watermelon and picked a bean pod. He was very glad that he had Someone takes care of it, someone restrains it, and someone takes care of it.

"Let go," Pan Hongsheng said blankly to the accompanying personnel, "What are you waiting for?"

"This... needs the approval of the director, wait a minute..." As soon as the entourage finished speaking, he was slapped in the face.

This slap was hit by the director. He didn't know where it came from. He said with a smile on his face and said, "Guys, I'm sorry, this guy is so stupid! Fortunately, I came here specially... Just take it away first! I'll say hello to other departments later, and the matter will be withdrawn immediately! Please forgive me for this kind of thing... I will seriously deal with a few police officers who have created unjust and false cases!"

"Ha ha, this is not necessary. I will deal with it myself," Pan Hongsheng did not save face for him at all: "But I'm very interested in listening to your treatment plan."

"Say it!" The director followed Pan Hongsheng's words and said, "The specific scale is important. I want to hear your opinion."

Pan Hongsheng suddenly smiled and said, "Don't you have a traffic assistant police here? It's to stand on the street instead of the official police. Why don't you transfer these people involved to do that? Isn't your formal quota very tight? These people have committed this kind of thing and won't give him a job change?

"Yes! This is the best way to deal with it!" The director rubbed his hands excitedly. He knew in his heart that he would have hundreds of thousands more entries after a few more formal jobs could be allocated, and these entries were righteous and justified.

At this time, the flower demon had hurried to come with the document in his hand. Pan Hongsheng took the document from her hand and immediately handed it to the director: "Look, it's these people! I believe you will deal with this matter, right?

"Of course! Who is that still stunned! Open the lock! Let go! I'm stunned. Do you still want to do it? I don't know if Mr. Pan is free tonight? I have already held a banquet..."

"Forget it, I'm still very busy..." Pan Hongsheng hated this kind of person in his bones and didn't have the heart to do these things with him at all.

Eat and drink with me? Sorry, maybe I can eat with the old man who repaired cars on the street, but you are not qualified.

Walking out of the county public security bureau, Lao Tie thanked him: "This time, it's really thanks to you. I didn't expect Mr. Liu's descendants to be so fierce, but there is no future trouble in dealing with the problem in this way, right?"

"Senior, the younger generation actually doesn't like this way. If you want my temper, come up and clean up first! But now the situation is critical, and there is really no time to waste time with them.

"Bearly, young man, what's the matter with you coming to me this time?" Lao Tie looked at Pan Hongsheng thoughtfully: "There must be something difficult, right?"

Pan Hongsheng originally wanted to say something euphemistically, because he felt that it was inappropriate to ask others to do things as soon as he finished helping others.

But when Lao Tie said this sentence, he remembered that the other party could read his mind!

This makes him even more puzzled: Since he knows what the other party is thinking, he must also know that his son has been wronged. Why do he still wrong himself like this?

"Young man, I know what you think..." Lao Tie immediately reads out his idea: "I know that you young people all yearn for you can not suffer losses and be unrestrained, but some things can't be solved by you in a simple way. He bullied you, you put up with it, and things will be gone. . Because everyone is tolerant! If you don't put up with it, it will ferment like dough, and there will be no good end!"

"Okay, okay, Tie Lao;" Pan Hongsheng waved his hand repeatedly: "Let's put this matter down first. I'm looking for you. You must know what I want to do, right?"

"Well... No wonder I've been restless these days. I always feel that something is going to happen... It turned out that the monsters suppressed by Tianxinju ran out. It's really troublesome." After listening to this sentence, Lao Tie reacted strangely and seemed to be very hesitant.

"Our old man is resisting with the army, but he is not very good now, and he will be in danger!" Pan Hongsheng couldn't help choking when he said this: "I hope you can help us, okay?"

"Young man, I know what you're thinking. Of course I'm willing to help you, but..." Lao Tie sighed, "I need someone else!"

"Who?"

"Your father..." Lao Tie looked at Pan Hongsheng quietly: "You just met him a few days ago, didn't you?"

Pan Hongsheng was shocked! This person can actually see through what is deep in his heart!

Why? Can he even see through this?

In the depths of his heart, Pan Hongsheng has an image that makes him soft.

Pan Huashan, who wore a mask, resolutely chose the old man in the choice of saving himself or the old man.

In fact, if it were Pan Hongsheng, he would choose the same choice.

The name Pan Huashan is too vague. And the old man's every move, smile and anger are particularly clear.