Chapter 42： The fight went to the police station

Chapter 42 Fight and enter the police station

Qiao Nian didn’t look at the mobs in front of him, pointed to the crushed vegetables in the place and asked, “You made these?”

The little **** was taken aback, and chuckled: "What did we do?"

"Not so good, lose money!"

Clearly.

The little **** seemed to be amused by her, a pair of eyes looked at her wantonly, and she said in a fluent manner: "Okay, you tell my brother which school and class you are in, and my brother will pay you at your school another day."

Qiao Nian raised a three-point wildfire at the end of his eyes, and smiled: "I'm not free another day, or today?"

"Hahaha, today? Yes, there is a hotel in front of you. Or if you accompany your brother to sleep, your brother will give you the money, whatever you want, but the brother's life will be given to you!"

"Read it!"

Aunt Chen's face turned pale, and she pulled her arm, fearing that Qiao Nian would report to her school, she kept shaking her head.

"No more, I don't want to lose money, don't worry about it, my aunt is fine."

Her son is not up to date, don't put Qiao Nian into it, otherwise she will be uneasy for the rest of her life!

Qiao Nian pulled her to a safe place and said: "Aunt Chen, you stay here, I will help you get the money back!"

"I don't want it anymore, Nian Nian, don't go."

The little **** saw the two of them pulling and tugging there, and walked over unhappily, reaching out to grab Qiao Nian's shoulder.

Qiao Nian narrowed his eyes, just about to avoid it.

A big hand volleyed and grabbed the hand of the ground gangster, twisting his backhand, the ground gangster screamed.

"Are you okay?" Ye Wangchuan came over, his bloodthirsty eyes extremely cold.

Qiao Nian almost forgot that he was still here, and shook his head.

At this time, the face of the scumbag who suffered a loss suddenly became angry, and when he lifted the stool on the ground, he was about to smash them on: "You stinky girl, shamelessly, let's die!"

Ye Wangchuan pulled her behind her, her voice low.

"Girls don't fight at home, go to the side."

The ruffian who happened to be rushing over the stool was almost in front of their eyes. The tall and handsome man raised his leg and moved smoothly and sharply with one foot. The ruffian who was holding the bench flew out, and the plastic stool was smashed into pieces. It's like abusing food...

Qiao Nian raised his eyebrows to watch him abuse food.

Hey, looking at his delicate skin and tender flesh, he didn’t expect to fight again!

……

There are a lot of people eating in the stalls at this point, and there are still many cars on the road stopping to watch the excitement.

After a while, the intersection was blocked by water.

Someone called the police when they were making trouble on the ground.

When the police arrived in a hurry, everything was already over.

There were seven or eight gangsters lying on the ground, a man in his early twenties, with a strong aura, and a little girl aside, like the other party gathered to fight.

They don’t know what the situation is now, they can only follow the laws and regulations to bring both parties back to the police station.

Aunt Chen, her son was seriously injured by several people, so she went to the hospital for the time being.

Before getting into the police car, Qiao Nian stuffed her all the money that was found from the gangster, patted her on the shoulder comfortingly, and said: "I will go to the hospital to see Uncle Chen in a few days. I will bring you something by the way. You take it. Making soup for Uncle Chen is good for his disease."

After hearing this, the middle-aged woman nodded repeatedly, her eyes were full of tears, she held her hand tightly, and she was ashamed and apologetic: "Nian Nian, I'm sorry."

Qiao Nianjian felt distressed, and patted her hand: "It's okay. Aunt Chen, don't think so much."

The nurse in the ambulance was urging her, and she raised her eyes again and sincerely followed the handsome man and said, "Mr., thank you today."

If it weren’t for Nian Nian with her friends, Chen Yuan still doesn’t know what the group of people would look like today...

But she brought Qiao Nian into the police station, and she didn't feel like it in her heart.

After the ambulance closed the door, she bit her head and took out her mobile phone and dialed a call she hadn’t called for a long time: "Hey, Mr. Joe..."

(End of this chapter)