The person behind him was called directly on the seat, and a poodle was squatting beside the seat, licking her intimately on her face.

The people around him seemed to be stunned for a moment as he followed his movements. Wan Yang covered his face and thought that this would be troublesome.

Xu Chuan glanced at his hand, forehead, conditioned reflex.

"Hey, you dare to hit someone?"

The driver pushed open the car door and wanted to get down and fight Xu Chuan. Wan Yang snatched the car door and kicked it right on the other party's calves.

"Ahhh~~" It probably hurts a lot when he heard the other person's screams.

Xu Chuan and Wan Yang looked at each other, and the two immediately had a tacit understanding and went big.

He immediately took off the disguise on his face, and other passers-by immediately recognized him.

"Oh, this is not..."

Master Xu's popularity has rapidly expanded with previous variety shows and Natu's cartoons, and there are many fans among these passers-by.

"Which country's history museum are you from? Do you think this was a hundred years ago? Can foreigners still walk sideways in the territory of China?"

Xu Chuan said loudly in a righteous manner, and a group of unknown onlookers immediately responded loudly to his words.

Xu Chuan pulled open the car door in the back row and dragged the woman out, and Wan Yang dealt with the driver in the same way.

Throwing the two people to the side of the road, Xu Chuan stood in front of the Volkswagen car and shouted to the crowd around him, "Do you have any men in Sijiu City? I'll take his car with me... I'll carry it if something happens."

The onlookers who were incited immediately shouted ok...

When Uncle Jingcha arrived, everyone had dispersed. The Volkswagen was overturned and fell on the side of the road. Xu Chuan was squatting aside and teasing the poodle.

"Oh, isn't this Officer Zhong?"

Xu Chuan saw an acquaintance get out of the car, Zhong Miaomiao's father, another brother Long.

Zhong Wen was a little surprised when he saw Xu Chuan, but after seeing the situation on the scene, he immediately felt a headache.

I have been working in Jingcha for half my life in Beijing, and I can recognize these departments and people in the system.

He is not easy to mess with, and he is all clear about the people who cause trouble if they cause trouble.

And the one in front of me is the most troublesome little group.

Zhong Wen sighed and first glanced at the overturned Volkswagen. If it weren't for the center telling them that there was an incident here, he would have thought that something was going on.

"Chuan'er, what's wrong?" Zhong Min asked. The license plate on the car should be from an international organization.

This sentence made Xu Chuan laugh directly. Brother Long, who was talking about Beijing movies, was so funny.

Zhong Min didn't wait for the answer, and a middle-aged woman rushed over with tears in her eyes, "Comrade Jingcha, you are here, these troublemakers have blown up my car."

"He also hit me, look at the blood."

The woman raised her face and showed a face full of snot and blood.

"Also, my husband's legs were broken by them."

There was still a man lying on the side of the road, holding his legs and wailing. There was still a boring and boring guy who was learning his voice on the side of the road, which was so lively.

Zhong Min held the man and looked at Xu Chuan, and the guy spread his hands.

What's this? I really forgot to read the calendar when I went out today.

What can Zhong Min do? He can only bring all these people back.

Then they grew orange and exploded, "What did you bring him back?"

Is this a good thing? Can they afford it?

If Master Xu knew about it, he would definitely curse the streets. What's wrong with him?

Zhong Min was also helpless, "I have no other way to go. There were still many onlookers at that time, and the impact was too bad."

He looked at the woman outside the office crying and Xu Chuan, who looked fearless, and then looked at his boss with a headache, "What should I do if the orange grows?"

What to do, there is no way to do it.

However, the process that should be followed still has to be taken. The transcripts must be done. Anyway, no one can say anything according to the procedures.

"I thought they were the killers who came to kill me, and you should know that I was assassinated in New York."

"So, the action of self-defense is a bit too extreme."

"And she dares to mention my mother. You know my mother left early. Now I think it was related to this person back then..."

"Also, she said she was from sub-space, and I think she should purify her quickly."

Xu Chuan fully utilized his professional skills and was talking nonsense.

Zhong Min rubbed his forehead, and Xiao Jing, who was sitting aside, looked at him, meaning, do I want to write this up?

Zhong Min nodded, then looked at Xu Chuan and said, "That's Asia-Pacific, not Asia-space."

They made the transcript in less than half an hour.

"You stay honestly first."

Zhong Min walked out of the room with the transcript and the little policeman. Master Xu laughed alone and wanted to roll around.

I went to the police station on the first day of my return home. This is so interesting.

Stay honestly, how could it be possible? He stood up and pulled the door handle, without locking it.

Pushing open the door, Xu Chuan grinned at the busy office area outside.

He leaned against the door frame, waved to Zhong Min, who was checking the transcript, and then changed into a Tianjin accent, "Officer Zhong, isn't our police station responsible for steamed buns at noon?"

Everyone looked at him, and Zhong Min raised his head speechlessly and said to himself, "Do I want to give you a joke?"

Seeing that he had no reaction, Xu Chuan continued, "Why would you buy me two sets of pancakes?"
Chapter completed!