Chapter 068: Plastic Iron Pistol
Seeing Bai Ping stop at the entrance of the village, several policemen who were about to forcefully enter the village were stunned for a moment. They had rarely seen such tyrannical country people. Ordinary people would hide as far away as possible when they saw them wearing tiger skins.
, where can I stop you? Are you looking for death? These days it is too easy to find a reason to slap a hat on you.
"Why are you just standing there? Rush in and arrest him. If this country bumpkin dares to take action, I will arrest him. He will be treated as obstructing official business. It will turn the world upside down."
Wang Guanglie's nostrils turned to the sky, and he yelled coaxingly, in his opinion, aren't they just a few rural people? As long as he handles this matter well, then Ye Feiyang can say a few nice words in front of his father, maybe he will
I can really move up the ladder. I heard that a director of the provincial department is retiring soon. This opportunity must not come back again.
Except for the fat policeman Zhou Buduo who did not take action, the other four smart and capable young policemen no longer had any worries after Wang Guanglie said this. What is there to be afraid of? The chief will take care of anything if something goes wrong, they are just junior detectives
, offend someone who cannot afford to be an official.
I saw the youngest and largest of the four policemen walking in front, raising his hand and putting it on Bai Ping's shoulder, and with a strong force, he was ready to pull him aside so as not to block the road.
"Hey...I x."
The young policeman had just graduated, but he was tall and powerful. He was also a fighting champion in the police academy. His brute strength was extraordinary, but with a strong pull, the clothes on Bai Ping's shoulders were torn apart.
Besides, Bai Ping didn't even move at all.
Looking coldly at the young police officer glaring at him, Bai Ping suddenly grinned and uttered one word
"Go away, if you touch your labor and management again, don't blame the labor and management for fighting back."
The young police officer was stunned. He couldn't move forward or retreat, and he was not as strong as the opponent. How could he break through? Wang Guanglie stood behind and couldn't help but scold Bai Ping loudly.
"What? You country bumpkin really dare to resist the law and hinder our work?"
At this time Bai Baoshan stroked his beard again and said with a smile
"Every side of the road faces the sky. We won't stop you from enforcing the law, but this Baijia Village belongs to our Bai family. My son can stand wherever he wants. What does it have to do with you? Just push him away if you can.
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Hearing an old man with white hair making fun of himself, Wang Guanglie became angry and turned to four young and strong policemen and shouted
"It's useless. Even if you four move it, you have to move it away for me. Hurry up!"
When Bai Ping heard Wang Guanglie say this, he immediately laughed and said to the stunned policemen
"Why don't you hurry up? Your director asked you to move me away, but you still don't do it?"
After hearing this, several policemen also became angry. They were all young men. How could four of them fight against one? At that moment, two of them pulled each other's arms and two of them pressed against each other's thighs, trying to pull Bai Ping aside.
"laugh……"
"Ha ha ha ha……"
There was a sound of clothes being torn apart. Except for Bai Baoshan who stood aside with a smile and watched the joke, everyone present was stunned. In the meantime, Bai Ping was still standing firmly in the middle of the road, motionless.
His clothes were gone and he was shirtless, just standing there in a pair of shorts and giggling.
Luo Danting also stood aside and covered her beautiful and sexy mouth. She opened her beautiful eyes and looked at Bai Ping blankly, wondering in her heart.
"Four young men can't push one person? It's not a matter of strength. He's got such good kicking skills."
Luo Danting is not an ordinary policeman. The beauty of the police force back then was not only about appearance, but also about hands. It is said that Luo Danting's master in the police force was a super bodyguard who retired from the top. It is said that his bodyguard's skills are outstanding.
Everyone in the team is in the top three.
Such a strong master would not dare to say that a few big boys can't push him. There is no problem in knocking him down, but if he wants to move, one person may be able to push his master back two steps.
Wang Guanglie also felt that something was wrong at this time. How could a country bumpkin have such good kung fu? It was unscientific. But the dream of promotion and fortune overwhelmed his brain, and he reached out and took the gun on his waist.
"Click."
The sound of bullets being loaded caused a flash of anger in Bai Baoshan's eyes, and an angry look appeared on Bai Ping's face.
"Get out of my way, country bumpkin, what about you? I won't be polite if you don't get out of my way, you know? I have the right to say that you are an accomplice of the escaped convict, and you are harboring criminals, understand? If you don't get out of my way,
I'll shoot you to death."
Wang Guanglie roared, and the hand holding the gun couldn't help but tremble. But his eyes still looked fiercely at Bai Ping who was blocking the road.
"Wang Guanglie, do you know that you are violating discipline? How can you use a gun privately without violence?"
Luo Danting also reacted at this time, and quickly stood between Bai Ping and Wang Guanglie. She looked at her bastard director with an angry face. He framed her little lover, and now he still wants to use the gun?
If it weren't for Ye Feiyang's broken nose, Luo Danting would have the urge to reverse Bai Chi's case.
Looking proudly at Luo Danting, who became more and more beautiful the more angry she became, Wang Guanglie shook his head and said
"Dan Ting, please get out of the way. If you don't teach these country bumpkins a lesson, they don't know the consequences of resisting the government. They are really looking for death."
In fact, Wang Guanglie was just trying to scare him. His gun was completely empty. He usually carried no bullets with him and was always surrounded by people when he went out. Where is there any need to use a gun? Even if there is an emergency.
, those who charge into battle and die are all grassroots criminal police officers and armed police officers. Why can't it be his turn? Wang Guanglie. Even though he is the director, he can hit two rings at 30 meters, which is pretty good.
Just when everyone present was shocked by Wang Guanglie's action of drawing a gun, Bai Baoshan, the old village head of Baijia Village, sneered. He swayed twice, suddenly appeared next to Wang Guanglie, and snatched the pistol away.
When I got it in my hand, I started to play with it, muttering something in my mouth.
"Is this a pistol? Well! The steel fire is not very good. You can see that it bends when you twist it. It is not made of iron? It is probably plastic. Forget it, my old man is not interested in things with poor workmanship. I will give it to you.
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After grabbing the gun and talking, just five seconds later, the pistol returned to Wang Guanglie's hand, but it was difficult for people to recognize it as a gun because it was turned into a lump of black iron.
Wang Guanglie stared at the iron block in his hand in shock. He was already dizzy and rushed over. He saw that the "gun" in his hand had been folded together, and the magazine was squeezed into a ball and stuck to the firing pin.
, the barrel of the gun was squeezed into a ball, and the trigger was immediately tightened and disappeared from the barrel of the gun.
Wang Guanglie was about to cry but had no tears. Looking at the piece of scrap metal where the gun number could still be barely discerned, he roared in his heart.
"His fake and shoddy products are so irresponsible. Even pistols are made of plastic? Is there any real thing in this world? No, I must report it, and I have to go to the capital to petition!"
Chapter completed!