"Ben Zhihu, you are looking for death. You dare to betray my dad. Then you can die with this kid."

Seeing Ben Zhihu's actions, Pan Jian's eyes turned red.

He wiped his twitching nose with his left hand that had not yet broken, and then pulled it behind his waist, and a short black gun appeared on his hand.

The screams sounded from all directions, and a deafening loud noise followed. The whole street trembled in the loud noise. Countless window glasses made a clamor, and steel balls and iron filings were like a big net, covering the three people standing together.

The moment Pan Jian took out the short gun, Zhao Fan shook his body and threw Gu Ziyan who was leaning on him. The moment the gunshot sounded, his raised foot suddenly swept across, and Ben Zhihu, who was already scared, was kicked and flew out.

After all, he was one step late. Ben Zhihu, who was in the air, felt a stinging pain in his arm, and a muffled groan in his mouth, and his strong arms were instantly covered in blood.

However, with Zhao Fan's kick, he was injured with only one arm. He fell to the ground with sweat and before he could get up, he heard an extremely shrill scream from the direction where Pan Jian was.

The crowd around him who were screaming loudly seemed to have been suddenly pinched by someone's throat, and all stopped abruptly at this moment. The cruel scene in front of him made many people tremble as if they were shaking.

Although the sound of bone breaking just now was subtle, it seemed to be more shocking than the gunshot, which made them feel cold.

At this time, Pan Jian was already lying on the stained ground and screaming shrillly. His whole body was spasming desperately. His hands and feet were broken, his face was covered with tears and snot, and his voice was like howling ghosts and wolves.

After Lin Shiqi, who was thrown out by Zhao Fan, fell to the ground, she was still staggering back because of her inertia. Just when she was drunk and weak, she was about to fall to the ground, Zhao Fan came behind her and reached out to catch her steadily.

"This, this person has no injuries at all?"

"Is he a god? He can't even hit him?"

"Golden bell cover? Iron cloth shirt? Can you really practice martial arts so well?"

After being stimulated by Pan Jian's miserable appearance for a few seconds, many people noticed Zhao Fan's situation. His T-shirt had been sieve, but no blood was seen.

The mobile phones in these people subconsciously took pictures of them, muttering to themselves as if they had seen a ghost.

"You're not injured, are you?"

Zhao Fan lowered his head and checked Gu Ziyan, and asked with some concern.

"It's so sleepy. Have you finished the fight? Take me to bed quickly after the fight!"

Gu Ziyan is almost unconscious now. She put her hands on Zhao Fan's waist, leaning her little face against his chest, arching like a cat, and muttering unconsciously.

"Thank you for saving my life. From now on, my life is Ben Zhihu. I will give it to you with both hands as long as my brother needs it."

Ben Zhihu was stunned for more than ten seconds before he reacted. He looked at Zhao Fan with fear and was more grateful from the bottom of his heart. After walking to him with his arms in his arms, he bent his knees and knelt down, and kowtowed three respectfully.

"Okay, it's all the time, I'm still here. Go to the hospital quickly. I'm afraid I'll be a little troublesome if I'm injured by this thing."

Zhao Fan had no intention of accepting such a younger brother. He left a sentence without caring about it, half holding Gu Ziyan and preparing to leave.

"The police handle the case, and everyone squatted down with their heads in their arms."

The sound of rapid footsteps came from the intersection. Five or six policemen shouted from both ends of the street and quickly surrounded a group of people. The pistols in their hands were aimed at Zhao Fan and Ben Zhihu who could still stand.

"I thought you weren't here?"

Zhao Fan looked at the policeman in charge coldly, with a sneer on his lips.

The Investigation Surgeon saw several police cars parked at the intersection very early. At the beginning, Zhao Fan actually hoped that the police could come forward to solve the problem. In public, he did not want to make the matter too much.

But they didn't move until this time they pretended to run out.

The police in charge were the one who led the team to arrest Zheng Hong that day. At that time, Zhao Fan discovered that he and Zheng Hong's father Zheng Yunsong were flirting with each other, and even made a reminder, asking Zhang Yelei to copy Zheng Hong's evidence of crime.

"Take it all away!"

After seeing Zhao Fan's face, the man recognized him. A cold light flashed in his eyes, snorted coldly, and waved to the two behind him.

"This police officer, aren't you going to understand what's going on? What happened just now? There are so many people here who have seen it, so you don't plan to ask?"

Zhao Fan looked at the middle-aged policeman in the lead with a chuckling on his face and asked calmly.

"You beat so many people seriously and have nothing to say? If you have anything to say to us when we arrived at the police station."

The middle-aged policeman sneered at Zhao Fan and yelled coldly while taking advantage of his face.

"Don't worry, we will collect enough evidence to bring you, the murderer who maliciously hurts others, to justice."

Seeing that Zhao Fan still had a smile on his face, I remembered that when I saw him at the central hospital a few days ago, he had such an annoying smile. The man gritted his teeth, leaned against Zhao Fan, lowered his voice and said slowly.

"Zheng Yunsong has already entered. Are you still thinking about avenging him? You don't even want the skin on yourself?"

Zhao Fan laughed loudly, waved his hand and patted the handcuffs that the two policemen reached out, and walked towards the police car.

"Cutting up, if he dares to arrest him, I will allow you to shoot."

Hearing the name Zheng Yunsong, the middle-aged policeman's eyes twitched, his face turned pale, and he shouted at the policemen who came with him.

"Can I make a phone call?"

Zhao Fan's expression turned cold and asked coldly as he looked at the middle-aged policeman.

"The law is fair. Since you have broken the law, it is useless to find anyone. It is better to go to the police station to confess your crimes honestly."

"What are you two doing while standing there? Why don't you handcuff them and take them away?"

The middle-aged policeman looked slightly moved, remembering that Zhao Fan and Zhang Yelei had a good relationship, and also thinking about Zhang Yelei's position transfer in the past few days. Then he sneered disdainfully and waved at the two hesitant policemen.

"Hey, is this how your police handle cases?"

"That's right, these two people are obviously victims of being bullied by the underworld. If you don't catch the underworld, what's the point of handcuffing them first?"

"I've heard that there are big figures behind the gangsters on this street, but I didn't expect the police to join in with them."

"Who took the video just now, please send it to the Internet quickly so that netizens in China can see the style of our Xiling City police."

...

Most people still have natural awe of the police. At the beginning, they were not sure about the situation and dared not say much. Now that they saw that the police actually took Zhao Fan away first, and even handcuffed Zhao Fan who needed to support Gu Ziyan, they instantly exploded. I don’t know how many people shouted at them with doubts.

"You can send it online, but if you deliberately damage the image of the police, you must be prepared to bear legal responsibilities."

"Do you know more about this person than the police? How long have we been watching him? Can't we explain it to all of you?"

"Take it away, who dares to follow it up and ask it together to ask if it has anything to do with the suspect."

The middle-aged policeman was prepared and said a few casual words and suppressed the sounds around him.

These people are all watching the fun, so how could they know about Zhao Fan? Hearing this policeman say this, his eyes looking at Zhao Fan became confused.

The main reason is that although Zhao Fan had already held back when he took action, it was still too cruel in the eyes of these ordinary people. It was impossible to tell for a moment whether Zhao Fan was a criminal suspect who had been staring at by the police for a long time.

"Police officer, don't bully us who don't understand the law. If you really have evidence of this person's crime, you can come up with an arrest warrant. If not, he will just cooperate with the investigation. None of us sees him resisting, and if he does not resist, when will we need to be handcuffed?"

"Yes, take out the arrest warrant. I usually beat you here and I didn't see you so active. Today, several underworlds were beaten, and you just jumped out in a hurry. All fools know there is something wrong."

"If you have the ability, arrest us all, otherwise we will always pay attention to this matter. If you dare to make things difficult for them on purpose, we will let you see the power of the masses."

Most people have little understanding of the police's process of handling cases, but Zhao Fan still makes them feel relieved by the fact that they beat a group of gangsters. Moreover, the matter on this street is not a day or two, and their resentment towards these police officers has accumulated for a long time.

Now these people are a bit confused, they are just having a fight with this middle-aged policeman anyway.

"Okay, as long as he doesn't resist, we can avoid handcuffs. We will issue a police notice for the outcome of this matter. Everyone is welcome to pay attention at any time."

As the incident was about to develop into a mass incident, the middle-aged police officer couldn't bear it. He comforted everyone with a dark face, raised his eyes and glared at the other police officers who were a little stunned.

The people calmed down and reached out to push Zhao Fan and Gu Ziyan into the police car.

"Hey, we were caught by the police, are you still sleeping?"

Gu Ziyan was already drunk at this time and was unconscious. She hugged Zhao Fan tightly with her hands, and her pretty face pressed against her neck and was sleeping soundly. Looking at her cute and stupid appearance, Zhao Fan felt a headache. It seemed that she would have to stay in the police station all night tonight.

A few minutes later, the police car drove to the police station, and Zhao Fan and Gu Ziyan were arranged in a room with only two office sofas and one office desk.

Soon two policemen came in and sat behind the table. One of them looked at Zhao Fan with a cold expression, and the other was ready to record with paper and pen.

The other party seemed to be doing business, and Zhao Fan calmly answered their questions. After asking the basic information, the two asked about what happened today, and he also patiently and carefully said it.

It was a little different from what he imagined, and the two of them did not deliberately make things difficult for him. After understanding the situation, the two looked at each other and told Zhao Fan to continue waiting here, without saying anything, and went out directly.

Zhao Fan heard the sound of the door locking, and the Explosive Sword saw the two people walking out whispering to discuss something in a low voice.

His eyes flashed slightly, he chuckled, put Gu Ziyan flat on the sofa and slept, and walked to another sofa and lay down.
Chapter completed!