Although Xu Junhua was beaten so hard that his whole body was hurt, he could be said to have quick hands and feet when he took off Li Huan's clothes, for fear that he would be beaten to the point of being beaten to a bruised face. Song Yang supported his chin with his hands and said very seriously, "It turns out that he is the one who has done this, and he is indeed quick to take action."
Feng Yuanman looked at Song Yang with admiration. Why can a person be so handsome?
Even if you do ruthless things, it will make people feel handsome and panicked.
Song Yang began to direct other people to sign the signs, ready to record a short video on their mobile phone, and the division of labor was very clear. Feng Yuanman took a few deep breaths. In the fifth day, he thought that the little girl had never really seen such a scene, so he was a little scared. He couldn't help but ask worriedly, "Yuanman, what's wrong with you?"
Feng Yuanman covered his hot little face, "Sister-in-law, do you think Song Yang is quite handsome?"
Wu Nian looked up and saw that the neat and solemn military uniform was a little loose, and the tie was removed a little, revealing his handsome neck. His collarbone could be vaguely seen. His sleeves were rolled to his elbow, and he was very lazy. He narrowed his eyes slightly, and occasionally burst out with a few exquisite light, as if a cheetah was ready to go, and he was definitely a member of the veritable cheetah squadron.
"Look, it looks a bit, a little handsome..." However, it is far from her husband.
It seems that perfection is the rippling heart of my little daughter's family, as long as it is not sick.
A smile flashed in Qiao Zhiya's eyes. He fell in love with Song Yang. I wonder if that boy would feel like he was facing a great enemy when he knew about this. After all, he would be injured when he met this fat girl.
Li Huan was afraid of being beaten and didn't dare to struggle any longer. She let them take off their clothes and hang signs. In short, everything was fine, just stop hitting her. Now every inch of her skin was in pain, and even a finger hurt.
Song Yang glanced at the other onlookers, "Come on, come on, now is the time to test your acting skills. Your current role is to be a good neighbor, one person drowns her with one mouthful of spitting on her. You and two other people, another person, shoot from multiple angles, you must grasp the facial expressions of the characters. Her expression is not in place, but you are not good enough and professional enough. If you don't vomit well, you will vomit for a day." The way he guided everyone was particularly like a director.
Sure enough, even spitting is a technical job, and it is not easy for people to do it.
They regretted watching, regretted being arrogant when they entered the bureau after the fifth thought, and regretted following the idiot director now!
Li Huan's whole body was in pain, and even twitched his mouth hurt. He simply pretended to be dead and lay there motionless. You vomited yours, I lie down and mine, and finally I won't be beaten.
I don’t know who used too much force, so I coughed up a mouthful of phlegm and spit it on Li Huan’s face. In return, Song Yang clapped his hands, shouted OK, and gave a special name to praise him.
They also feel very honored to be able to coax such a ridiculous young master to be in a good mood, and at least they can temporarily ensure their own safety.
For a moment, everyone followed suit, all for self-protection.
"Your posture is wrong, and you have no reaction after vomiting someone's saliva!" Song Yang made a conscientious suggestion. Li Huan was afraid that the devil would hit her again, and the expression on her face would definitely be colorful, extremely twisted and ferocious, and a "shenyin" sound similar to pain, "It hurts..."
Song Yang curled his lips, "How can he just shouted and hurt, but he didn't scream without a pig?"
Li Huan almost grinded a mouthful of steel teeth, endured the pain on his body and continued to learn from pig's feet.
The fifth thought was definitely the first time I realized that there were such unique torture methods in the eight major circles in Beijing. I don’t know what to say. Although she couldn’t play with the torture tricks like Song Yang, she also had her own way to solve the problem.
Judging from the two people's trouble today, they were clearly happy until they were happy, and they couldn't help but worry about Song Yang and Qiao Zhiya. Even if they had family support, they would definitely be punished.
But Qiao Zhiya's hand was still on her shoulders and she insisted on reading it. "So far, my anger has been mostly gone, and I'll just pay me the money!"
Qiao Zhiya shook her head, and there was a little secluded in her eyes, and she said lightly, "Not enough!"
Wu Nian pursed her lips and was speechless, "Forget it, think about it, don't forget the loss."
"Well, you will definitely be satisfied with the price."
At that time, Song Yang snapped his fingers, and Junyang's face was filled with approachable smiles. For some reason, everyone felt a creepy feeling when they saw such a smile.
The next second, it was verified.
"Isn't there a very popular song on Douyin now?" Everyone looked confused. There were too many popular songs. Which song are you talking about, "Oh my god?"
Someone asked carefully, "Mr. Song, which song are you talking about?"
Song Yang smiled very harmlessly, and his smile was better than the white moonlight. "That song that learns to meow, I am a natural talent, and I like to adapt songs. Let's change it to learn to meow and whine together, spit in front of you, and whine together... You just sing like this, who can sing well, it's okay to have something to do with me and you, after all, people are curious, and it's not a big mistake to watch the fun."
Everyone looked like crying without tears. Young Master Song, do you still know this truth!
"Since you have no objection, then this matter is settled. I will start by calling one, two, three, and you will sing it to me with passion. Whoever dares to be perfunctory, I will let him hum here for the rest of his life."
They have opinions, but they don’t even dare to let go of anything. When they meet this ancestor, they can only accept their heads. Can’t they afford to offend?
Song Yang waved his arm, his voice low and a little hoarse, "One, two, three start!"
The people who were almost approaching hundreds of people were in unison and exclaiming a momentum like a chorus of the Yellow River. "Let's learn to scream together, hum and hum together... Spit phlegm in front of you, 'Ph'! Hug and hum together..." Li Huan already felt that she was about to be surrounded by phlegm and saliva, and her whole body was sticky. The most annoying thing was that she had to learn to scream together with these people!
Wumian and Feng Yuanman were almost experiencing cramps when they heard this.
The two of them took out their phones and started recording short videos. The fifth thought reminded, "Just record and read it yourself. Don't spread it outside, the impact is not good."
Feng Yuanman nodded in a hurry and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes because of her laughter. It was so funny. These people were just laughing about her for a year!
Until a calm voice came, "What are you doing?"
Everyone looked at the source of the sound at the same time. He was about forty years old, wearing a decent 99-style navy blue police uniform. His eaves were made of a police rank logo with an olive branch surrounded by a half-circle.
The sign on the epaulette is enough to prove this person's identity. He is the current deputy police officer of the Beijing Police Station, equivalent to the second-in-command of the General Police Station. His rank is numerous higher than Xu Junhua.
This person is named the Constitution.
Behind him was Xu Junhua's other confidant. After walking around here, he couldn't see where Xu Junhua was. Naturally, he couldn't find it, because the director he had been following had been beaten into a pig's head by Song Yang, and his face was swollen and he might not be able to recognize his wife even when she came.
Some people may not know Zhang Cheng and have never seen his appearance, but Xu Junhua can recognize him at a glance, "Deputy Superintendent, they are too much..." Xu Junhua seized the opportunity and began to complain, listing the evil deeds of Song Yang and Qiao Zhiya.
Zhang Cheng's face looked very ugly. Who could describe his mood? When he came here to see so many subordinates singing "Learn to Pig's Crying". For a moment, he wished he could slap them together to death, so that he would not be so annoyed when he lived in this world. Even if they fought back, he would not be so annoyed.
"Deputy Superintendent, they don't know which unit they belonged to. They ran to the police station to abuse their power and beat us all with a group of people." Xu Junhua thought he had finally found the object of complaining, and cried so hard that he was hoarse.
When the charity is doing things at the feet of the emperor, how could he not know who these two people are?
Qiao Zhiya's grandfather was his elders, so he naturally knew that if these two people dared to cause trouble today, they would not be afraid of taking responsibility. What made them angry, even incompetent?
His hand slapped Xu Junhua's shoulder heavily and said lightly, "Director Xu, you are really old! Let me tell you, which unit they ran out of? The Northeast Military Region." After a turn of the tone, he asked coldly, "Song family boy, Xiao Qiao, if you don't explain the matter clearly today, I will send you to the military court, even if your grandfather comes to ask for it, it won't work!"
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I went to work today, and there were three updates in total. The time for the third update is uncertain, and the group will notify everyone.
Chapter completed!