Miao Yuanliang fought with the other party. Miao Yuanliang, who came from the armed police force, obviously wouldn't be at a disadvantage in a fight with two street thugs. They exchanged punches and kicks, and Miao Yuanliang had already knocked down one of them.
"Enough." Chen Xing shouted. Seeing his driver fighting with others like street thugs, Chen Xing couldn't stand it anymore. Even if he won, it wouldn't be a good thing for him as the mayor.
Miao Yuanliang heard Chen Xing's voice and quickly stopped. The other party didn't come forward, but pointed at Miao Yuanliang and threatened him. "Just you wait."
"Just you wait. Who's afraid of who?" Miao Yuanliang snorted.
"Yuanliang, help Xiao Yu. Let's go." Chen Xing glanced at him, then looked at the group of people who had already walked past. He didn't need to think to know that they were in cahoots.
The three of them walked back to the car. Chen Xing looked at Yu Zhiyuan with concern. "Xiao Yu, are you alright?"
"I'm fine. Just a little nosebleed." Yu Zhiyuan grinned. Because of the blood in his mouth and nose, his smile was a little ferocious.
"Don't talk. Raise your head. Your nosebleed is still flowing." Chen Xing frowned.
Miao Yuanliang saw this and quickly reached out to pat Yu Zhiyuan's forehead.
While Chen Xing and the others were talking in the car, Brother Guang had already led the others to the side of the two men who had just clashed with Chen Xing and the others.
"What's going on? Why are they fighting?" The man with the crew cut said coldly.
"Brother Guang, you're right. These three are f * cking reporters." The young man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. He had been punched in the cheek by Miao Yuanliang just now, causing the skin on the inside of his mouth to bleed. Looking at the blood on his hand, the young man gritted his teeth. Brother Guang, this f * cking reporter is too arrogant. Should we teach them a lesson? Look, their car is still there. They haven't left yet.
"F * ck off, you brat. Did you forget what I told you before? I only asked you to be on guard and not let the reporters get close. Did I ask you to fight with the reporters? Damn it, don't you know how hard it is to deal with reporters? They can mess with you with just a pen. The man with the buzz cut cursed. "Damn it! I know you bastards can't do anything right, but are good at spoiling things. What I said to you has been ignored by you. If you mess things up, let's see if the boss will punish you."
Brother Guang, it's just three reporters. What's there to be afraid of? If they dare to write bad things about us, we'll teach them a lesson. Let's see if they dare to write nonsense. I don't believe that reporters aren't afraid of a beating. If that doesn't work, we'll block their door and smash their windows every day. The young man looked like a tiger, and his words were also very fierce.
Damn it, you tiger, why don't you ascend to the heavens? The man with the buzz cut scolded angrily and glanced in the direction of Chen Xing and the others. He saw that the car was still in the same place, but he didn't know what they were doing in the car. He couldn't see them clearly through the window.
Brother Guang, are you going to smash their car? The young man saw that the man was looking at the car of Chen Xing and the others, so he moved closer.
Tut, what the hell is in your head? I've never seen such a stupid person like you. The man with the buzz cut was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood. "All of you, listen to me. Don't make trouble for me again. If you meet any reporters again, just stop them and try to be polite. Don't f * cking touch me."
After finishing his words, the man with the crew cut haircut pondered for a while, wondering if he should send someone to apologize to Chen Xing and the others. After all, beating up a reporter was a troublesome matter. But on second thought, since he had already beaten up the reporter, he didn't need to waste so much effort. As long as he didn't offend all the reporters and only offended one of them, it wouldn't be a big deal even if he ignored them. After all, he knew how powerful his boss was.
In the car, Miao Yuanliang had already finished the call. He used Yu Zhiyuan's mobile phone to make the call, because his subordinates all recognized Yu Zhiyuan's number. Yu Zhiyuan was covering his nose with his hand, so it was not convenient for him to make the call.
After the call, Miao Yuanliang returned the mobile phone to Yu Zhiyuan and said to Chen Xing, "Mayor, District Hu said he would be here soon."
"Okay." Chen Xing nodded his head calmly with a slight frown on his face. Clearly, Chen Xing was really angry this time.
Time passed. After receiving Miao Yuanliang's call, Hu Yongcheng, the district head of the Liyuan District, immediately drove over. On the way, Hu Yongcheng thought for a while and called Huang Jinping, the secretary of the district party committee, to inform him.
In addition, Hu Yongcheng also called the district public security bureau, which was requested by Miao Yuanliang over the phone. Hu Yongcheng naturally thought that it was Chen Xing's order, so he didn't dare to neglect it.
The district government was some distance away from the destination. After Hu Yongcheng urged the driver to hurry, it took them more than ten minutes to arrive. At this time, the police arrived faster than anyone else. Although the people from the district bureau hadn't arrived yet, there was a police station under the district bureau. After a call from the chief of the bureau, the people from the nearby police station arrived immediately. However, they didn't know what happened, so they could only wait on the spot. Because the director was not there, the deputy director who led the team here was a little surprised when he saw the man with the buzz cut. Soon, the two of them walked together. The man with the buzz cut took out a pack of soft Chunghwa cigarettes from his pocket and handed one to the deputy director with a smile.
Chief Zhao, what's going on? Why are you here? The man with the buzz cut asked with a smile. He took out a lighter and lit the cigarette for the deputy director.
You're asking me? I want to know the answer myself. The deputy director took a puff and shook his head with a smile. As he spoke, the deputy director looked around. Guangping, did you see what happened here?
Nope, everything is fine. Nothing seems to have happened. The man with the buzz cut shook his head in confusion. Why? Chief Zhao, did you hear anything?
I didn't hear anything. I was called here by the chief. I don't know what happened, so I rushed here. The deputy director curled his lips and glanced at the mourning hall. At first, he didn't pay much attention to it and continued to puff. In the next moment, he suddenly thought of something and his heart skipped a beat. Guangping, I say, you guys haven't settled this yet?
As the deputy director spoke, he pointed to the mourning hall.
It's almost done. The man with the buzz cut laughed in response.
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