"What are you doing!" The policeman patrolling in the distance ran over to see this scene. "What are you doing? Put down your hands!"

"Brother Policeman, I didn't tell you that this guy hit me, but he even hit me. You have to make a decision for me. Look at this face," said the tattooed man aggrievedly.

"Why do I think you slap yourself?" the policeman looked at the red marks on the tattooed man company and said.

"Brother Police, we can solve this little problem by ourselves." Ji Fengchen took out his ID and handed it to the police and said.

The police were stunned when they saw the black ID, and then when they opened it, they were even more shocked. They quickly saluted and returned the ID to Ji Fengchen respectfully, and then left in diameter.

"Brother, brother, why are you leaving?" The tattooed man said in surprise as he watched the police leave.

"I think we'll solve this problem in private," Ji Fengchen said lightly.

"Boy, it seems you are quite good at it," said the tattooed man shaking his neck.

"It doesn't matter if I have a background. What's important is, where are you doing?" Ji Fengchen smiled.

"Okay, boy, I have a good vision. I can tell at once that I am from the Tao." The tattooed man smiled and said, "It's okay to tell you, I am from the Zhongyi Society."

"Now that the Zhongyi Society and the other three gangs have merged into free soldiers, don't you know?" Ji Fengchen said.

"Oh, I can't tell you, you are also from the Tao? Where are you from brothers?" After learning that Ji Fengchen was also from the Tao, the tattooed man began to smile and get close to him.

"I am my own, but it doesn't matter where I am. What matters is what you are and whose subordinates are you?" Ji Fengchen said with a cold smile.

"It turns out to be my own person. Brother, I was so offended just now, I'm sorry." The man who knew it was my own tattoo was beginning to be scared. If he was accused of his boss, he would inevitably rush. If the person in front of him was a big brother above, he would be in trouble.

"You didn't hear what your name is, whose subordinates?" Ji Fengchen said coldly.

"Brother, brother, I'm wrong. I don't know that we are our own people. I'm so offending just now, please forgive me. Forget this matter, okay, okay, the tattooed man wiped the sweat on his head and said.

"It's okay not to say it." Ji Fengchen said lightly, "I'll take a photo and ask."

Then he took a picture of the tattooed man, sent it to Qin Long and called again.

"What's wrong with Xiao Si?" Qin Long's lazy voice came over.

"When something happens, please check out your photo just now and contact his boss," Ji Fengchen said lightly.

"Okay," Qin Long agreed and hung up the phone.

"Brother, brother, can't I be wrong? I won't dare to do it next time, absolutely not. Forget this matter, okay, can you put me a yard?" The tattooed man sweated more and more. He knew that he had kicked the iron plate this time. If his boss pursued it, he would definitely not have any good results.

Not long after, the tattooed man's cell phone rang. He took out his cell phone tremblingly, looked at his boss's number, and trembled and picked it up: "Old, boss"

"What the hell are you doing? How did you offend the boss? Tell you, apologize to me quickly and ask him to forgive you. No matter what method you use, as long as he calms down, everything will be easy!" The other party hung up the phone after saying that.
Chapter completed!