When he learned that Lao Ma encountered this disgusting thing, Brother Qi stopped buying the gift and drove straight to the branch.

When he arrived at the place, Long Qi asked Lao Ma not to get out of the car. He locked the car door and walked in staggeringly.

When he walked to the hall, he didn't even encounter a policeman coming to interrogate him. Long Qi couldn't help but sneer secretly.

With this style, Chen Yongjun is really a tough guy who can live under Director Shen's nose for so long.

No one happened, so Brother Qi swayed to the third floor.

Lao Ma's daughter and wife are all here.

As soon as he walked to the door, his brow frowned.

The branch building has three floors in total, which is an old-fashioned tube building, a long corridor, and offices on both sides. The third floor is obviously for detention and interrogation, and all the small iron doors are locked.

Lao Ma's children were named Ma Ruoyi. At this time, they were squatting in a room at the end of the corridor, curled up in the corner of the wall, their eyes were dull, and they were already stupid.

She is a little girl of fourteen or five years old. Although she is an orphan, the old Ma and her husband are very nice to her. She has not talked about luxury and food for more than ten years, but she also wants whatever she wants. With the halo of the old Ma and her husband, she is as dazzling as a little princess wherever she goes.

When did she suffer such a sin?

The poor children were so scared that they were numb.

And the room next door is Lao Ma's wife.

As soon as Long Qi climbed the stairs, he heard a sound of air flowing from the room at the end of the passage.

Of course, ordinary people cannot have such agile ears, but for Long Qi, he could hear a buzzing sound when a mosquito flew past thirty meters away.

"Oh, this is the wife of the big director? Tsk tsk tsk, MILFs, the charm is still there!"

Lao Ma's wife was also a big star in the entertainment industry back then and is now very famous.

The person who spoke was a guy in his thirties and was as round as a fat pig.

This guy's arms are as thick as a bucket. He had a pair of gold-rimmed glasses embedded in his face. He was shooting two greedy gazes in his eyes, staring at the pale and listless Madam Ma.

This guy is named Chen Yongzhu, and he is Chen Yongjun's cousin. He has just been transferred from another province to the capital.

The guard next to Mr. Zhu was from the old district back then, and it was a place where birds could not shit in remote areas.

Chen Yongjun ascended the sky in one step, and Chen Yongzhu also benefited from it. This guy was admitted to Northwest Communication University. After four years of university, he actually transformed into a reporter.

After staying in the northwest for a few years, and with the backing of the capital, Chen Yongzhu actually became the deputy editor-in-chief of a well-known newspaper.

This guy has no writing skills at all, but his bad habits in the journalist circle are clear about what he wants, what paid news, what harassment interns, etc. are all his specialties.

Such people are light when they say they are unethical and smoke, and they deserve to be damned.

But this bastard is still dead and is not afraid of boiling water.

Who asked someone to be strong?

So Chen Yongzhu has a nickname called Fat Dead Pig.

The economy in the northwest is not developed, and it is a world of difference from the capital. Fatty Pig repeatedly begged Chen Yongjun for help. This time, Chen Yongjun also spent a lot of effort to transfer Fatty Pig to a newspaper in the capital as the editor-in-chief.

When Lao Ma happened, the fat dead pig happened to be in the branch office and immediately had a little dirty thought.

Although the economy in the northwest is not developed, there are many beauties, and the fat pig has harmed many beauties. He either wants to do something or thinks that the wife of a big director is still a big star, and it is still very exciting to tease him.

The fat pig loved money as his life and was extremely lustful. Just relying on the title of Mrs. Ma, it was enough to make him do something dirty.

He was not afraid of anything at all. First, Chen Yongjun supported him, and second, he was used to being flattered by others in other places, and he had already developed aura and was very bold.

The reporter claimed to be the uncrowned king. After all, the dead fat pig is also the deputy editor of a large media in other places. A simple sentence can change the public opinion trend of a major event.

In a word, as long as you are willing to give money, he dares to write anything.

How many people have been destroyed by his pen, and in the end they will be condemned by public opinion and in the end they will have to swallow the bitter fruits themselves silently.

This guy has some tricks to do things, and you can't find any handle for him afterwards. He is extremely sleek.

It is precisely because of this that he is even more hateful.

The wife of Lao Ma looked gentle but had a very strong temper. She was still in her forties and was teased like this. She was so angry that she trembled all over on the spot. Then she didn't lift her breath, and she was weak, so she fainted again.

The fat pig smiled, a hint of despicableness flashed in his eyes, staring at Mrs. Ma's towering chest, and said with a chuckle:

"Xiao Liu, turn off the surveillance."

The two policemen who followed him looked at each other, and one of them said with a wry smile:

"Brother Zhu, you'd better not want it? This woman is not a small person, we...!"

The dead fat pig had no idea where he got the courage, and glared:

"I'm afraid of being so bad. My brother will support you. Don't worry, there won't be any trouble. I'm just... Hehe, just touch it a few times. The wife of the big director, tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk

The two policemen did not dare to move, and the fat pig was stunned and looked them up and down with a smile:

"I said brother, will you not give me face like this?"

At this moment, a hippie smiled at the door:

"That's right, how do you guys behave? Hehe, why don't you turn off the surveillance monitor quickly."

As soon as the two policemen turned around, they saw a lazy face.

The two policemen didn't come back to their senses for a long time. They blinked for a long time before staring at Long Qi and asked:

"Who are you?"

Long Qi glanced at them lightly:

"Your grandpa."

The two policemen were stunned and suddenly furious:

"Boy, are you looking for death?"

One of the policemen reached out and touched the baton on their waists, while the other one went straight to touch the pistol.

Long Qi nodded with a smile:

"I should have to fight an unfilial thing, but you dare to use a knife and a gun to your grandfather."

He didn't care about these two policemen at all. He turned to look at the fat pig like Wu Dalang and asked lightly:

"Where are you slapped out of the stinky ditch?"

The dead fat pig's face changed and pointed at Long Qi and cursed:

"Who the hell are you? How dare you talk to me like this? Do you believe it or not, let me die here now?"

Long Qi laughed:

"Come on, I... seek death!"

Halfway through his words, his voice suddenly became cold.

Behind him, a policeman rounded the baton and blew it at his back with a shout.

Long Qi didn't even turn back, and grabbed the baton with his backhand, grabbed it directly, and slapped it out again.

Bang!

Bang!
Chapter completed!