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Yang Luo drove that broken jeep at high speed on the road. The speed of the jeep had never exceeded 80. This time, Yang Luo abruptly drove it to 140, and the engine roared from overload.
Just less than five kilometers away from Nanning, more than a dozen police cars suddenly appeared in front of them, their lights flashing wildly, and the fully armed police stood in the middle of the road and set up checkpoints to check the passing vehicles.
Yang Luo frowned, and slowly started to slow down: "Did something happen again?"
"Stop!" Two policemen stood in front of the car and waved.
Yang Luo stopped the car, opened the window and said, "Comrade, is something wrong?"
A policeman did not answer him, but said with a cold face: "ID card."
Yang Luo reluctantly took out his ID card and handed it to the policeman. When the policeman saw it, his face changed, and then he held up a piece of paper in his left hand to his eyes. On the paper was Yang Luo's photo. What document was it copied from.
The police quickly took out their guns and pointed at Yang Luo: "Don't move." Then they shouted, "The fugitive is here." Those policemen quickly surrounded them and pointed their guns at Yang Luo one by one.
A policeman opened the car door, "Twins hug their heads and get out of the car."
Yang Luo narrowed his eyes slightly, got out of the car and stood there straight. A policeman kicked Yang Luo's leg. The policeman let out a muffled grunt, and his face instantly turned pale. He felt that his foot seemed to have kicked on an iron plate, his right leg was trembling slightly, and large beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
Two people standing next to the policeman hurriedly supported him: "How is it? Are you all right?"
"I lost feeling in my whole leg."
"Damn it!" A guy roared, raised the butt of his gun and slammed it down on Yang Luo's back.
"boom"
Yang Luo stood still like a mountain, his eyes became colder and colder.
"Damn it! You are really tough." The guy raised the butt of his gun again and smashed it down hard.
"BANG! BANG!!!!"
Yang Luo's body was straight, still motionless, a violent aura burst out from his body, and a thick bloody aura began to spread around.
The force of that guy's smashing down became weaker and weaker, and the ferocity in his eyes turned into horror. Slowly stopped, and took two steps back. And the others also stared at Yang Luo with panicked eyes, the hand holding the gun was covered with sweat, and it was so greasy that they felt very uncomfortable.
At this time, there was a long motorcade lined up on the whole road, and those who didn't know the situation behind honked their horns, and the sound of beeps was endless.
Yang Luo turned a deaf ear to the piercing trumpets, glanced around with sharp eyes, and said coldly: "See clearly? I am what you call a fugitive?"
Standing in front of Yang Luo, a middle-aged man in his forties with the rank of third-level police inspector swallowed. The aura on Yang Luo's body gave him a terrible feeling. He had never felt this kind of feeling before, so he couldn't explain it clearly. But the instinct of human beings in the face of danger told him that this person was dangerous, so stay away from him.
The inspector bit his bullet and said, "Yang Luo, Secretary of the Dahua Town Party Committee."
Yang Luo raised his eyebrows: "Yes! I am Yang Luo, Secretary of the Dahua Town Committee, who asked you to come?"
The inspector felt a lightness on his body, and the terrible feeling disappeared, which made him let out a soft breath.
"Secretary Yang, we received an order from the Municipal Bureau to cooperate with the Dahua County Public Security Bureau in arresting you."
Yang Luo sneered: "Even if I committed a crime, it is still a job crime. You actually pointed a gun at me and beat me. Do you know what this is?"
The reason why this police inspector made such a big fight is because he checked Yang Luo's information and knew that Yang Luo used to be the director of the Quyang County Public Security Bureau. Although what happened in Quyang last year was blocked, the paper cannot keep fire Yes, some of them are still circulating on the Internet. He looked it up, and most of them were not credible. The only thing that made him sure was that this former colleague was very skilled and powerful. He knew that these people might not be his opponents by himself, so he became so nervous when he saw Yang Luo. As for his subordinates beating Yang Luo, he didn't take it seriously at all. Yang Luo has been shuanggui, and now he is being arrested everywhere, if he is beaten, he will be beaten, it's no big deal.
"Secretary Yang, come with us. If you have any dissatisfaction, you can complain."
The corner of Yang Luo's mouth curled into an evil smile: "Can I make a phone call?"
The inspector shook his head: "Sorry, you can't call right now."
The smile on Yang Luo's face became wider and wider: "Are you sure? NoIt's been so long, haven't you seen it? "
Wu Qianghui was even more confused: "What do you see?"
Zhong Zhixin patted Wu Qianghui on the shoulder, and walked to his office: "Secretary Yang is the Golden Immortal who has attained Taoism, and that magic chicken will only follow him."
Wu Qianghui chased after him: "I said Lao Zhong, can't you make it clearer?"
Zhong Zhixin burst into laughter: "Can't figure it out? Just wait, the result will come out soon."
"'Fuck!'" Wu Qianghui swears without a leadership image, "You're still cheating on me."
Two agricultural four-wheel vehicles were parked in the open space outside the village office of Xiaguan Village, surrounded by five or six hundred ordinary people, creating a chaotic scene.
"Don't squeeze, don't squeeze, everyone has a share, and you are indispensable." Party branch secretary Zou Shijin's voice was hoarse, and no one listened to him. He kept pushing forward and made the old man scold his mother in anger.
Cao Hong, the village chief, was young, climbed on the four-wheeled cart and shouted: "No matter what is crowded, everyone will line up, and those who don't line up will not be issued."
This voice worked, the chaotic scene quieted down, and one by one began to line up honestly.
Zou Shijin breathed a sigh of relief, and ordered the village cadres to start distributing supplies.
Dong Yueting was dressing a seven or eight-year-old girl with tears on her face, and then found a pair of shoes for the child to put on. She rubbed the little girl's hair and said, "Good boy, stop crying. See if this dress is more beautiful than my sister's."
The little girl finally showed a smile on her face as she looked at the clothes with cheerful cartoon patterns.
"Thank you sister!"
Dong Yueting said with a smile: "Go and play!"
The little girl turned and ran to the side to fight with the children wearing new clothes and shoes.
Dong Yueting sighed and said: "The most beautiful thing in the world is the smile that breaks free from tears."
Standing beside him, Geng Zhuo nodded in agreement: "Yes, in fact, their requirements are not many, as long as they can eat enough and wear warmth, they will be very happy."
Qiao Yonghui came over with the phone: "Mr. Geng, just received a call from the town. The county's deputy county magistrate Gao wants to see you and asks you not to leave."
Mr. Geng asked strangely: "The investment matter has been negotiated, why did he come to see me?"
Qiao Yonghui shook his head: "I don't know about this." (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com