we are bad boys

In Wang Mumu's words, there is a philosophy of life in the idiot, and every time it comes out of nowhere, it is quite reasonable and worthy of careful appreciation.

Wang Mumu and I were bored in the city bureau for more than ten hours, and we were not released until after ten o'clock in the morning the next day. The Land Rover and A6 were also returned, but Wang Mumu was furious when he saw it, and said distressedly : "Did these bs drive my car to the primeval jungle?? Look at this car scratched! It looks like a fucking shrew scratched it... Get up, I'll get in the car and smell if it smells... ...I can't wait for someone who doesn't know how to die, playing with my car and shaking it..."

"Mumu, if you want to join the criminal police team, at least 100 police dogs will be laid off in Shenyang, really!!" I put my coat on my shoulders speechlessly, and looked at a6 again, but found nothing changed. It seems that the people's police The taste is very high, and I don’t even care about the a6...

"I'm fucking sensitive to dirty smells, really. Using pants as an example, don't care if it's from Emperor Qin Shihuang or Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty. As soon as the two pants are put here, I can immediately identify the year...!" Wang Mumujian He took out the handheld vacuum cleaner from the trunk and cleaned the inside of the car.

"Come on, please appraise me. My pants are family treasures. I don't know how many generations I have worn them. Come and smell them!" I bared my teeth and said to Wang Mumu.

"Your house is so fucking weird...but it's so fucking strange, why are they all the same size?"!" Wang Mumu held back for a long time, imitating Zhang Wei, turning a corner, and scolded me.

"roll!"

"Tap Tat Tat...!"

Just as I was about to chat with Wang Mumu, there was a sound of high heels knocking on the ground. When Wang Mumu and I turned our heads, Yu Rong was wearing a police uniform, her eyes were red from sleepiness, she yawned, and came over.

"Hey, little Rongrong, what are you doing jb? Anti-pornography?" Wang Mumu asked cheaply.

"Fuck off, Team Guan asked me to take you two to the detention center. Didn't you have a friend there? Team Guan found a relationship, so you can go and have a look!" Yu Rong gave Wang Mumu a white look, and sat directly on a6.

"Rong Rong, I'm actually in a hurry. It's not a problem if a woman is old. Come here and let me touch your little hand. I can help you with a trick. I guarantee you will sleep with Guan Yu successfully!" Wang Mumu sat in the Land Rover, Waving his hand, he bared his teeth and said.

"Get out of the way, my mother has something to do, I'm upset!!" Yu Rong cursed, closed the car door and said, "Drive!"

Silently, I started the car, put it in gear, stepped on the accelerator, turned around, and then drove out of the parking lot behind the city bureau, Wang Mumu also drove behind.

We had just left, 500 meters away from the city bureau, inside a second-hand Jetta, a short, strong man said: "There are police, you can't do anything!"

"Follow!" Zhu Haolong sat in the co-pilot, wearing a peaked cap, staring at the rear of the Land Rover with red eyes, and gritted his teeth.

"boom!"

The Jetta motor roared, and then followed closely.

On the other side, directly opposite the back door of the Municipal Bureau, there is a steamed stuffed bun shop. Two people are sitting at a broken table, drinking porridge and eating big Shandong steamed stuffed buns, keeping an eye on the Jetta.

"gone!"

"You take a taxi, I pay the bill!"

"it is good!"

The two of them raised their bowls and drank the porridge in one gulp. Then they took two steamed buns and stuffed them into their mouths while trotting to stop a taxi and followed Jetta.

In the car, Brother Xu dialed the phone and said directly: "Do it, come to me!"

"Okay!" There was a tired voice on the phone, and then the phone hung up.

Ten minutes later, I arrived at the detention center in downtown Shenyang. Yu Rong took me and Wang Mumu out of the car, then went to the nearby supermarket and bought some brand new daily necessities, as well as bedding, bed sheets and quilt covers, three Chinese , a pack of Suyan, and a box of Liqun.

"You're ignoring the rules of the detention center. You've never seen anyone moving cigarettes into a box!" Yu Rong said speechlessly.

"Tch, my brother doesn't smoke, thank you!" Wang Mumu rolled his eyes and said.

"Then why are you buying cigarettes?" Yu Rong asked suspiciously.

I feel that this silly girl is a bit silly, innocent, and said helplessly: "The discipline will send Li Qun, the station will send Su Yan, and the director will send Zhonghua!"

"You are taking bribes!" Yu Rong said angrily.

"Oh, I'm going!! Eldest sister, can we smash some walnuts to eat?? You said the question is too fucking sharp, you won't sue me for this...!" Wang Mumu said speechlessly.

"Are you justified in accepting bribes?" Yu Rong shouted loudly, her face flushed.

A buddy driving a BMW next to him was holding a box of Maotai brightly, gave us a strange look, held the car key and said: "Hush, keep your voice down, standing at the door to give gifts, shouting so loudly, the whole drop is too unrestrained , Be more tactful, go, there is a corner next to it, go there and talk!"

The three of us were speechless, lowered our heads, walked in without saying anything.

……

"Dragon, let's go in!" The short and strong man sitting in the Jetta said slowly with a southern accent and a trace of hostility flashed between his brows.

"It's in the back box, 100 million. I'll go straight after I'm done. You don't know me, and I don't know you. Do you understand?" Zhu Haolong was smoking a cigarette, his eyes were bloodshot, staring at the big man in the detention center. Iron Gate said.

"Hehe, I understand!" The driver took out his gun, casually played with it in his hand, and said with a smile.

While the three of them were chatting, no one noticed that the two figures glanced at the Mercedes-Benz 600 sedan that had just stopped not far away, dropped their cigarette butts, and slowly walked over with the Jetta.

"Boom!" Li Meng opened the car door, glanced at the three people in the car with a smile, and said to the short and strong man sitting behind: "Go, run in!!"

Swish!

The eyes of the three people swept over in an instant, and they were taken aback when they saw Li Meng, and then they took out their pistols at the same time.

Li Meng smiled, got on the Jetta, looked at Zhu Haolong and said, "I'm not wearing leather, you are Zhu Haolong, someone wants to talk to you!"

Zhu Haolong frowned and glanced at Li Meng, and then at the young man who was under the car with his back turned and said nothing, "What are you talking about?"

After he finished speaking, Brother Xu, who was standing under the car, suddenly turned his head, glanced at Zhu Haolong with a smile, got in the car, closed the door, and said with a smile, "Talk about what kind of coffin you like!"

After Brother Xu finished speaking, Zhu Haolong and two men with southern accents aimed their guns at him and Li Meng at the same time.

"Put this toy away, the broken pistol can't scare me!" Li Meng put his hand on the shoulder of the short and strong man casually, and said with a smile.

"What's your relationship with Meng Fei?" Zhu Haolong stared at Brother Xu and Li Meng, and asked through gritted teeth.

"We are his brother!" Brother Xu said slowly.

After hearing this, Zhu Haolong was silent for a while and said, "You can't stop me!"

"Not necessarily, hehe!" Brother Xu finished speaking, leaned forward, patted him on the shoulder, smiled and pointed at the Mercedes-Benz parked not far from the car window.

Zhu Haolong followed Brother Xu's fingers suspiciously, and saw a young man in his 20s, opened the door of the Mercedes-Benz, walked out from the cab, then went to the back, pulled the door, and took out a child.

The child was holding a Haagen-Dazs ice cream in his hand, and his mouth was full of cream. He was giggling and talking to the young man.

"Wen...Wenwen...!" Zhu Haolong stared straight at the scene in front of him, swallowed dully, and said something subconsciously.