Chapter 162

Leave the police station.

Lin Jiangxia knew it was raining again outside.

Beard Jin's conjecture was completely wrong. After the rain, it didn't snow.

But into the continuous rainy weather.

There is a large non motor vehicle shed in the backyard of the police station. Although there is no rain, the rain outside has poured in because of the low terrain.

Although I don't have any shoes, I will splash a lot of water when I step on them.

Lin Jiangxia couldn't change what the two men decided.

Zhan beiheng took off his suit and put it on Lin Jiangxia's left arm.

The beard Jin took off his police uniform and cap, folded them properly, and placed them neatly in a dry position.

For him, the police uniform is more faith and the sustenance of the just spirit in his heart.

Then he turned around and faced Zhan beiheng with a faint smile.

"Don't do that." Lin Jiangxia stamped her feet and still didn't give up persuasion.

Beard Jin side Mou stares at Lin Jiangxia, smile and say: "this is just a friendly game, I won't hurt Mr. Zhan."

Zhan beiheng sneered and said, "you'd better take care of yourself."

Beard Jin shook his head, shook his hands and opened a little distance from Zhan beiheng.

Finally, in Lin Jiangxia's exclamation, beard Jin shot first, and his fist speed was very fast.

Lin Jiangxia's pupil contracted, and her heart was almost mentioned to her throat until Zhan beiheng avoided the shadow of the fist reflected in her pupil.

Next, her heart seemed to ride on a roller coaster, fluctuated violently, and the sound of two men's heavy steps and the sound of rain outside the non motor vehicle shed came to her ears.

Boom!

"Ah!" Lin Jiangxia screamed.

Zhan beiheng's fist fell heavily on the corner of beard Jin's mouth.

"Enough!" She shouted.

But the cry didn't stop it at all.

And that fist seemed to be the beginning. After that, their fists began to fall on each other frequently.

Lin Jiangxia's heart seems to be shocked. When the current is strong and weak, her heart will produce that kind of pumping pain without frequency.

"Enough!" The second time she opened her mouth and shouted out. She rushed up recklessly and suddenly blocked in front of the beard Jin.

At that time, Zhan beiheng's right fist had been put out and stopped only less than five centimeters from her cheek.

When she swallowed her saliva, her voice trembled and said, "brother Zhan... Enough, don't fight again."

The beard Jin behind her could not straighten up. He held his knee with one hand and gasped.

"I lost." He spat on the ground with blood in his spit: "Xia Xia, take Mr. Zhan away. He doesn't like to listen to my lecture. Even if you force him over, it's useless. "

Lin Jiangxia turned to help him.

But Zhan beiheng grabbed his wrist and pulled it back to him.

"Your boxing skills are good. I take back those words that despise you." He stared at the beard Jin and said heavily.

Beard Jin dry smiled and said, "it's a pity that it's worse than you." After gasping for breath for a long time, he straightened up and turned to the police uniform. When the police uniform was reflected in his pupils, he looked solemn immediately, took out his handkerchief from his pants pocket, wiped his hands again and again, held the police uniform in his arms, turned and said, "Mr. Zhan, if you are willing to be a police officer, maybe we will be good partners."

Zhan beiheng shook his head and said, "I can't be a policeman in my life."

"Of course not. My monthly income as a police officer is not as much as Mr. Zhan's lunch." Beard Jin approached them. After a long breath, his eyes stopped for a moment on Lin Jiangxia's cheek and said, "although this may not be a problem of money, at least money is also a very important factor, isn't it?"

"Money is meaningless in the face of justice." Lin Jiangxia coarsened his voice and said in a tone of beard Jin.

The beard Jin couldn't help laughing. It was ridiculous to involve the scars on the corners of his mouth. He couldn't have the fun of laughing, so he was already singing in Shen: "I should go back, too. Mr. Zhan, I will find another way to let you receive my law popularization education. Since hard doesn't work, maybe I can use some soft means. "

Lin Jiangxia glanced and said, "I'd better leave the task to me!"

"You two don't have to waste your time." Zhan beiheng Lang Sheng interrupted them and said, "no matter what you do, I won't be interested."

"That's not necessarily true. People will change." Beard Jin waved his hand and then turned around. His knee was kicked by Zhan beiheng. He walked more or less limping: "moreover, the speed of human change is still super fast, fast enough to exceed anyone's imagination."

Lin Jiangxia was stunned. It was hard to imagine that the uncle with a thick heart like beard Jin would say such philosophical words.

She turned and faced Zhan beiheng. Seeing the slight scar on his cheek, she naturally felt distressed: "brother Zhan, are you okay? Does it hurt? "

"Nothing." Zhan beiheng frowned gently: "where are you going to take me now?"

"Where else can I go? Brother Zhan, you are all injured. Of course, you went back to the hospital. " Lin Jiangxia took Zhan beiheng's arm and said quickly, "go back to the hospital and I'll help Zhan brother deal with his wound."

It rains heavily.

Lin Jiangxia raised her right hand high to block the rain for him with her palm.

But the next second, Zhan beiheng had swung up the suit coat on her arm, put it on their heads, and whispered, "run."

After all, most of the suits were actually put on Lin Jiangxia. When he ran back to the car, Zhan beiheng had soaked most of his body.

The bodyguards got out of the car with umbrellas and looked at each other when they saw the scars on Zhan beiheng's cheek.

No one can imagine that some people dare to break ground on Taisui's head and hurt Zhan beiheng. I'm afraid they can't continue to survive in this city.

Zhan beiheng stretched out his hand to pull the door.

Lin Jiangxia eagerly held his wrist, slightly frowned and said, "brother Zhan, you're injured. Can you still drive? Let the bodyguard drive. "

"Nothing." He just wanted to be strong and still opened the door to the driver's seat.

Lin Jiangxia had no choice but to get on the bus in a hurry and looked nervously at Zhan beiheng: "does it really matter? But brother Zhan, your hand is still bleeding. "

It was because his fist fell on his beard Jin's cheek, and his palm joint position also rubbed his skin.

Without saying a word, he had started the engine and the car rushed out like a runaway wild horse.

At that time, he sneezed in a low voice.

Lin Jiangxia was stunned and stared, nervous.