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Chapter 1007 Cranky Brother

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    In the afternoon, Zhou Ze really accompanied Lao Zhang to elementary school.

    Since he promised Feng Si to cooperate with his operation and do some "good things" in the near future, Boss Zhou will naturally not break his promise.

    On the school playground, the primary school students all brought their own chairs and sat in a neat line on the playground.

    Lao Zhang sat on the rostrum and gave a lecture on popularization of the law with a microphone.

    In fact, Lao Zhang is still the honorary principal of this elementary school. Of course, he does not charge money. He only needs to give one or two lectures every semester. If he is not free, he can also send other police officers to come.

    The sun in the afternoon is a bit big, although it will not cause people to suffer from heatstroke, but if people sit down and listen to boring and boring words, it can be regarded as a kind of torture.

    However, the students are probably already accustomed to enduring this kind of torture.

    Lao Zhang did not follow the script, nor did he design any manuscripts to read to him, but directly started with a relatively rare case;

    Not only the students sitting on the playground below listened carefully with wide-eyed eyes, but even the teachers and school leaders who were managing order and accompanying them also listened with gusto.

    After a few cases, first state, then analyze, and finally summarize, while ensuring the fun, it also allows it to have a beginning and an end, which has the effect of guiding everyone to reflect.

    Boss Zhou has been standing by the podium, he was really surprised by Lao Zhang's performance.

    Usually, Lao Zhang, who is relatively honest and dull in the study, unexpectedly has such a side.

    If you don't want to be a policeman, you can go directly to various schools and become the kind of "mentor" who pours chicken soup and blood.

    The last case is about Lao Zhang himself, to be precise, the person with this identity.

    The undercover drug cartel, fighting wits and courage, sending news to the police, all kinds of lives are hanging by a thread, and the "client" narrated by Lao Zhang, the effect is actually three points more exciting than the police and gangster TV series.

    "So, children, don't think that things like poisonous p are far away from you, in fact, they are not far away!

    According to the cases in recent years, the trend of teenagers being victimized by drug p is gradually increasing. It can be said that this devil-like hand is constantly approaching us!

    After you graduate, go to middle school, go to college, even if you drop out of school, it's nothing. Life is a long way, but if you dare to touch the drug,  Then your life will be completely hopeless!

    Every year, many police officers who are fighting on the front line of anti-drugs are injured and sacrificed. Their sacrifices are actually to protect you and hope to support you with a safe and clean sky. We should be grateful. At the same time, we must cherish and not let down and  Waste their sacrifice and dedication!  "

    The lecture ends with a "salute" gesture,

    Some of the elementary school students below saluted together, while others applauded vigorously, and their little faces looked very excited.

    The school principal showed a jealous smile beside him, and the feedback from the students was much more enthusiastic than when he gave the opening speech every year.

    The vice-principal next to the principal secretly glanced at the principal with a disdainful look. As for the beginning of your opening ceremony speech that has remained unchanged for many years, who is not tired of it?

    Um,

    Boss Zhou was not watching the whole process.

    There is a naughty kid who likes to pick his nose while listening to lectures.

    The temperature has risen these days, and summer is coming, the air has become dry, and the nose is easy to dry. If you always pick your nose, it is really easy to have nose bleed.

    Boss Zhou stepped forward to help the little fat man with a nosebleed to stop the bleeding. By the way, with the cooperation of Lao Zhang, the elementary school student and the surrounding teachers talked about the correct countermeasures for the nosebleed.

    Some so-called solving habits, which ones are effective and which ones are wrong, are explained.

    Finally, I have gained a little sense of presence, otherwise I really look like a bag-carrying assistant brought by Lao Zhang.

    After everything is over,

    Lao Zhang declined the invitation of the school leaders to stay for dinner,

    Driving Zhou Ze back to the bookstore.

    On the road, Lao Zhang would glance at the boss sitting in the co-pilot seat from time to time.

    He really couldn't figure out why the boss would suddenly follow him to school. This is not the style of the boss at all.

    In fact, Zhou Ze couldn't figure it out either. He couldn't figure out what else he did in the afternoon besides helping a little fat man stop his nosebleed.

    Once I think about it,

    Zhou Ze couldn't help looking at Lao Zhang,

    &nDifferent, but no matter how different, the big girl that the old man likes is not the kind of big girl who is two or three years younger than himself.

    Seeing that the seduction failed, the old woman ran over anxiously and said eagerly:

    "My old man has a heart attack. Please do me a favor and help me take him to the hospital. It will be too late."

    The old man took another bite of the banana and pretended not to hear.

    Instead, the middle-aged stall owner stood up suddenly,

    Said: "Then hurry up, have you dialed 120 yet?"

    Having said that, the middle-aged stall owner planned to go to the old woman's house to recite the person. It might not be convenient for an ambulance to enter the alleys in the demolition area, so he had to go in first to recite the person.

    Seeing this, the old Taoist immediately reached out and grabbed the stall owner's wrist, shaking his head and saying:

    "Don't get involved."

    The middle-aged stall owner broke free from the old man's hand, and cursed angrily:

    "Human life is at stake, how can I care about this!"

    The more the middle-aged stall owner is like this, the more the old man can't let him go like this, and immediately said:

    "You are alone here. After you go, I will immediately steal all the fruits from your stall. You don't know who I am, and the police will not have the time to help you find fruits."

    "If you want to go, go, why are you so cold-blooded, okay, I don't want these fruits, I will send you to the altar!"

    After angrily reprimanding the old Taoist,

    The middle-aged stall owner immediately took the old woman's hand and said eagerly:

    "Which house do you live in?"

    The old woman glanced at the old man with some regrets, but since she hooked up with another one, it was better than letting her old man continue to starve, so she immediately pointed to the location of her house, and dragged the middle-aged stall owner to run directly towards her house  past.

    The old man scratched his head anxiously at the same place, but his family knew about his own affairs, so he didn't dare to follow him foolishly, otherwise, when the boss and the others came, he would become a prisoner of others and make things difficult for the boss and the others.  .

    But looking at the middle-aged stall owner who is so eager for justice and righteousness, he just walked into a potentially dangerous situation,

    The old man was really upset,

    ?He kicked a watermelon on the stall with a little force, which directly crushed the habit.

    The middle-aged stall owner, who had already run halfway holding the old woman's hand, seemed to have heard the voice,

    Looking back,

    Immediately furious,

    Cursed:

    "Damn, you bastard, you're really messing me up!"

    Cursing and cursing,

    This middle-aged stall owner is really a grumpy old man who is prone to temper,

    Actually, in a huff of anger, he let go of the old woman's hand and rushed back without stopping.

    "" The old woman.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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