C224

"If laozi doesn't hit your shitty, laozi will." Jing Shan held a steel rod in his hand, and pierced it towards the straining eyes.

Under the illumination of the lamplight, the steel rod only flashed for a split-second before it reached the tension of his eyes, less than a centimeter away from his eyeballs. Pow! Liang Hao stretched out his hand, grabbed Jing Shan's wrist and scolded: "What are you doing? The notice from the police is responsible for the inspection of our bar. Hurry up and apologize to the police. "

Jing Shan was not convinced, but he did not dare disobey him, and snorted: "Sorry, I was wrong."

The tension in his face turned white, and he paused for several seconds before recovering. He really wanted to swing his baton and beat Jing Shan and the others up, but he didn't dare to move in his heart. He pushed Liang Hao to the side forcefully and said loudly: "Let's go."

When he got downstairs and the wind blew, he discovered that his back was already soaked in sweat. When he thought back to the scene just now, he still felt a lingering fear. At the same time, he felt even more furious. He had almost dug out his eyeballs. How could he take this lying down? After getting into the car, he reported the situation in the bar to Fang Weiliang. Of course he didn't say that he was afraid, he just said that he did not manage to investigate anything.

This was outside of Fang Weiliang's expectations. How could he earn money if he opened a bar and was not suspected of gambling? He didn't blame Tension as he smiled and said, "Captain Zhang, since we can't find anything today, you can go and check every day."

Tension nodded and said, "I understand. Even if I cannot find out anything, I will make it so that their business cannot continue."

That was the truth. Originally, it would have been fine. However, if the police continued investigating, what would the customers think? Coming out to play was, of course, to seek safety. It was bound to affect the business of the Oriental Red Bar. Jing Shan, Xiao Feng and the others all felt that if this went on, they would not be able to do anything.

Liang Hao waved his hand and laughed: "Come, let's have a barbecue together, it's no big deal."

With the participation of Hu Mei and Liang Hao, the atmosphere immediately became lively again. Jing Shan belonged to the type of crazy people, the more girls there were, the harder it was for him to stay, holding onto a fruit knife and showing them how to peel apples and play with flying knives, it caused waves of cheers from them.

Finally, around three in the morning, the girls dispersed. Since there were a lot of guest rooms downstairs, he decided to sleep here.

When he woke up on the second day, the first thing Liang Hao did was to call the Director Luo at the police station. He told him about what happened last night and asked, "Which police station is this, does Director Luo know?"

How could Director Luo possibly know that he didn't have a name or phone number? However, he was sure that those dozen or so policemen were not people from the Scholar's Road police station.

Could it be someone from the city's police department?

Liang Hao wanted to call Mu Yurou and ask what was going on, but the girl seemed as if she had swallowed gunpowder and was extremely angry. Walking around the room, he still had not called Mu Yurou. Ye Yuyan's power had already deeply stimulated Liang Hao, he believed that he could do it.

There was a surveillance video at the entrance of the bar. Liang Hao called it out and looked through it frame by frame. Suddenly, he saw two suspicious people standing opposite the bar. It was difficult to tell who they were. However, he felt that one of them was a bit familiar. It was … It was Fang Weiliang.

Fang Weiliang's father was the Superintendent of the police station in the North District sub-bureau. With his ability, it would not be difficult for him to mobilize the police.

This made Liang Hao's eyes light up. He scrolled down and saw the license plates of two law enforcement police cars.

Liang Hao reported his license plate to the Director Luo, and sure enough, it was as Liang Hao had guessed. The two police cars were at the station house of the North District sub-bureau, and the policeman leading them was called Tension. No wonder these policemen were looking for trouble, Liang Hao sneered, since it had nothing to do with the Scholar's Manor, and it had nothing to do with the city police, then it would be easy.

No one was a pushover.

Even if it's a good guy, he'll explode if you shit on his neck.

After tormenting himself like this, it was already too late for Liang Hao to come to the hospital. These few days, the red jade fruit juice had accumulated quite a bit and was waiting for it to go on the market. With the sales experience of the Chinese gods, everything was much simpler.

After a busy morning, even when he was sitting in the canteen eating, Liang Hao's mind was still thinking about how to resolve the tension. He was a policeman, so fighting him would be impossible, but what could he do? As he chewed his food, Liang Hao felt like chewing on wax.

Ye Zixuan asked: "Brother Hao, what's wrong with you? You look absent-minded? "Are you thinking about how to make money in the evening?"

Liang Hao smiled: "It's alright, today's food is not bad."

Xiao Yu also squeezed over, and muttered: "I wonder what's going on, why did so many elders come to the cafeteria to eat? so I have to stand in line for a while. "

Liang Hao raised his head. There were about twenty old men lined up, each holding a plate and making their meals. He looked to be in his sixties or seventies, but he was in good spirits and didn't look like a patient.

Ye Zixuan took a glance and laughed: "Oh? I know that they are retired officials from the provincial capital who have come to join an association of middle-aged people in Guangnan Province. Since they had nothing else to do, they decided to join in on the fun. My grandfather and grandpa Yang are both members of the association. "

Xiao Yu curled her lips: "What association? "There isn't even a place to stay, and she still has to stay in the hospital. This has added a lot of trouble to the hospital."

The person speaking was unintentional, while the person listening was intentional. Liang Hao's eyes lit up, and asked: These retired officials of the provinces and cities, what were they doing before?

"That's a lot. Cultural Bureau, Archives Bureau, Party History Office, Library, Museum, Seismological Bureau, Forestry Bureau... Most of them were just those who only knew how to use water. There wasn't much oil or water that could be fished out of them. Most of them are old soldiers. They have tough bones and can't rest, so they set up an association for the elderly. "

"Are they in the hospital?"

"There's nothing we can do about it. The association has just been established and the hardware is still incomplete. Furthermore, they are all more or less senile, so staying in the hospital is the most suitable option."

Liang Hao asked: "Then can't you think of a way to place them in a hotel?"

Ye Zixuan muttered: "Even hotels need to make money, who cares? Furthermore, this bunch of old men have all had their fair share of experience before. Currently, some of their children and grandchildren are all working at units in the provincial capital, so they don't want to cause trouble for anyone. "

Liang Hao laughed: "Then tell me, how about I do an old age exhibition on the sixth floor of the pub? Exhibit some of the pictures, armbands, bayonets and the like from the war of resistance period, do you think these old people can like it? "

Ye Zixuan nodded: "Of course I like it. What are you doing this for?"

Liang Hao shouted loudly: "I am also a Chinese, isn't it natural for me to do things for the elderly?"

Liang Hao immediately followed Ye Zixuan to Ye Family to look for him. When they heard that it was an exhibition, Old Master Ye agreed immediately with her strong support. At the same time, the Old Master Ye contacted the Guangnan Province's revolutionary memorial hall, borrowing some of the memorabilia to help Liang Hao.

Coincidentally, Liang Hao also wanted to decorate the sixth floor with Mediterranean style. In just a short span of two days, he had completely cleared out the sixth floor, and was preparing for the three-day exhibition of seniors. For the past two days, Tension has been sweeping the place every night. The time was not fixed, and its only purpose was to disturb you and prevent you from doing business properly. Jing Shan, Xiao Feng and the rest were working together actively. As if it was a routine for both sides to work together, there were no conflicts between them.

At the table, Fang Xing smiled, "Young Master Fang, you don't have to worry. If we keep doing investigations like this, at the very most, until the end of the month, the Red Eastside Bar will definitely be closed."

Fang Weiliang raised his wine cup and laughed: "Regarding this, I really have to thank Captain Zhang. Some other day, I will tell my dad that a police officer like Captain Zhang should be given more importance. "

The tension in his body was intense, he quickly touched Fang Weiliang and drank all of the wine in the cup in one gulp.

Yang Zi laughed: "Ming Zi, I told you you were in trouble. How about this, do you think? If I bring a group of people to destroy the scene tonight and Captain Zhang comes back to arrest us, wouldn't it be over? "

Fang Weiliang laughed sinisterly: "We are good citizens, how can we do that? However, we can change our way of thinking this way. It's not to ruin the situation, but to find young mistress. Isn't that better? As long as we get our hands on the stolen goods, Liang Hao would not be able to clean himself even if he jumped into the Yellow River. As long as he's in the station, he's in our hands. "

Just then, Tension's cellphone rang. It was the's police officer. Just now, someone had called to divulge the news, saying that it was 1 o'clock tonight. There would still be people illegal organization selling their stuff in the Oriental Red Bar. This was great news, Tension immediately reported this to Fang Weiliang.

Fang Weiliang laughed: "Alright, Yang Zi, this time, you don't have to attack, haha ~ ~ ~"

This kind of thing, of course, couldn't be blatantly went over, secretly touched, directly caught in the bed.

At one in the morning, the night was quiet.

In the guest house opposite the Oriental Red Bar, Fang Weiliang and Yang Zi stood by the window with cigarettes in their mouths, quietly observing every single one of Eastern Red Bar's actions. At most, a few minutes later, they could see the scene of the Red Eastern-style Bar being sealed and Liang Hao being cuffed and escorted away. When he thought of the beautiful words that Fang Weiliang would say in front of director Fang, his heart tensed up.

The police car whizzed by and came to a screeching halt in front of the bar.

Two policemen blocked the front door and two blocked the back door. Under the command of tension, the rest of the people rushed into the bar. The bar was very quiet. The hall on the first floor was emitting a gentle light. A few beauties in qipao were chatting beside the bar. They were all stunned when they saw the policemen rush in.

"Everyone, don't move. The police are on the case." Tension shouted, then he swung his arm high and said harshly, "Upstairs!"

A few policemen searched for these women's temporary residence permits on the first floor, or perhaps there were any illegal activities involved. On the second and third floors, they charged all the way to the sixth floor while Liang Hao, Jing Shan, Ge Sang and a few of Hao Yushe's brothers blocked the entrance to the stairs.

Liang Hao's face darkened, and he frowned: "Captain Zhang, what happened to you? How many times have I told you this? This is a proper place to do business.

Tension harrumphed and said, "If you say there's none, then there's none? "Hurry up and get out of the way, otherwise, we'll catch you guys for disturbing the police."

"Catch, no one can come up today." With his fury, Ge Sang took two steps forward, and like a small mountain, he blocked the stairs, it was too oppressive, no one could even think about going up.

The more he refused to comply, the more it meant that there was something fishy going on. A few days ago, why didn't Liang Hao stop them? At first, there were some people who were suspicious of the information, but now they believed that it was a fake case. If he didn't go up now, what would happen when everyone ran away? The tension pulled the 54 from his belt, and the men behind him were armed with truncheons.