Meng Shicheng listened to the briefing with a smile, pointed to the pile of materials covered with plastic cloth, and said, "Take all the remaining materials and throw them into that pile, and then ask everyone to close the files quickly. Our boss Jiang treats to dinner."

Jiang Shengnan nodded with a smile. He made a fortune in most of the day, and a meal was drizzling!

Meng Shicheng signed a check on the spot and handed it over, and said angrily: "I'm so happy, I'll treat you to dinner. I'm not even toothless for most of the day!"

Jiang Shengnan took the check and glanced at it, and smiled and said, "I'm leaving, you can choose the place!"

A few people were left to watch the file, and the group drove into the small hotel in a mighty manner. The owner of the shop smiled and greeted him. Jiang Shengnan showed unprecedented generosity and ordered four tables of dishes. Meng Shicheng also called the staff of Jindun Security Company in for dinner. Why not be generous to others?

There is an extra dish in the hotel today. Steamed stone flat head. The stone flat head refers to a big-headed fish, commonly known as horse-headed fish, tree jumping. This fish has a suction cup on its chest that can be absorbed on stones or tree trunks. It is also called a tree-mounted fish. The meat of this fish is tender and delicious. The most beautiful one is not yet fine thorns, but the price is not cheap. One hundred and eighty pounds, it is as good as wild turtles.

The food was sour. Xu Qing drank three tubes of rice wine, two bottles of beer, a plate of pickled pepper and a plate of big rescue. He was all in his stomach. Even Mr. Xue couldn't help but laugh and scold the foodie. Unexpectedly, this guy said with a stuttering: "I don't know when I can taste such authentic Tengchong cuisine after this meal. Of course, he has to eat enough..."

After three rounds of wine, five dishes were served. At this time, five uniformed police officers walked in outside the door. The head was a burly police officer with a big mole on his forehead. He stared at Meng Shicheng with majestic eyes and said, "Are you Meng Shicheng?"

Meng Shicheng nodded subconsciously: "I am Meng Shicheng, how many of you are looking for me?"

The policeman looked up and down with a big mole, waved his hand and said, "Come on, take it away!" The policeman behind him immediately took out the handcuffs and rushed up fiercely.

The security guards of Jindun Company also began to hesitate. They came in uniforms, representing law enforcement agencies, and they did not dare to come forward to stop them rashly.

"Slow down! The surname Meng is a legal businessman. Why do you catch me?" Meng Shicheng argued according to the theory, and took out the phone and wanted to call.

Bang! The police officer took off Meng Shicheng's cell phone and shouted: "You still want to confess, so if you have anything to do, let me go back to the bureau in advance!"

The two uniformed men twisted Meng Shicheng's arm and were about to knock the handcuffs on his wrist, slamming them! Two beer bottles hit their heads first, and they immediately bloomed. The two heads turned into blood gourds. One of them lay down on the ground and fainted, while the other covered his head and screamed.

It was Xu Qing who took action. Seeing that these guys in uniform were not good, he glanced at him and found out that he was really good at mage. Now he saw that these two guys were about to punish Meng Shicheng, so he twisted up the wine bottle on the table and decisively opened them.

Everyone in the hotel was stunned at this moment, including Meng Shicheng. It was not fun to attack the police on the spot!

Xu Qing picked up a chair with his back hand, kicked it up and hit the fainting guy's waist, and with a bang, a blade more than a foot long fell out.

"I've seen a police officer catching people with a knife?" Xu Qing shouted loudly, waved his chair and smashed it at the guy with a mole on the opposite side. The ruthlessness made his scalp numb.

The man with a mole reacted very quickly and jumped backward to avoid the chair. The chair hit the ground and split into pieces. The guy pulled out a machete from his waist and pointed at Xu Qing fiercely.

"I'm paralyzed, I met a ghost today. Kill you little calf..."

Before he finished speaking, Xu Qing had already thrown the back of the chair in his hand. The security guards of Jindun Company quickly came to their senses and took out their guys with him and rushed up.

The man with moles recognized Xu Qing, turned sideways and let the back of the chair that was smashed, slashed at his shoulder, ignoring the two short sticks swept behind him.

Xu Qing had empty hands and it was too late to dodge. He watched the blade slash on his shoulder. He said that Shi Chi was then slashing, and Old Xue picked up the leftover "pot" and slammed it over.

The man with mole was so cold that the old man would suddenly get angry. He was caught in the hot pot, and the inside was covered with red and white soup. He was so hot that he lost his knife and covered his face and screamed. He was hit by two sticks behind him and lay on the ground with a thud.

The security guard with rich fighting experience captured the remaining two guys in a few rounds, and used the handcuffs they pretended to be used by the police and handcuffs were handcuffs.

Xu Qing bowed to Laoshen with gratitude and said with great sincerity: "Thank you, teacher."

Old Xue smiled and said, "What are you thanking? It's natural for the master to help your apprentice. But you fight so hard that you can make the old man angry!"

Xu Qing kicked the man with a mole hard: "Who told you to pretend to be a police officer to arrest Lao Meng?"

The man with a fleshy face was burnt with blisters. In contrast, the mole on his eyebrows was less obvious. However, this guy was tough and turned his head and kept silent.

Xu Qing became angry, ran to another table with one arrow, picked up a hot pot and walked over.

"I'm paralyzed, don't you say it, right? It seems that a pot is not enough to eat. I'd just let you eat enough today. There are two more there!" After that, he raised the pot in his hand to the man with a mole on his head and pretended to splash it down.

The man with mole had just suffered from the "pot" and was so scared that he saw Xu Qing doing this almost crazy behavior that even his hair stood up. His backbone, which had been persisting for less than two minutes, disappeared, and cold sweat flowed down his spine.

"Don't fall down, I said, it was Boss Bai who asked us to capture Meng Shicheng to the old house in the eastern suburbs, and then..." The guy panicked and quickly closed his mouth.

The pot in Xu Qing's hand poured slightly, and a boiling heat poured on the guy's head, making him scream.

"Then I pour the pot all over your head, and the next one will be poured into your collar!"

Xu Qing's cold words completely defeated the last line of defense in the man with mole. This kid is too poisonous. If he didn't tell the truth, the two pots behind him would definitely fall on him.

"Don't fall down, I'll say, no word will be missed..." The man with mole was trembling all over and said in a trembling voice: "Boss Bai asked us to catch him in the old house and repair it hard. No matter what method is used, you have to squeeze every penny on him!"

"Whatever method is used?" Meng Shicheng was furious and stepped forward and kicked the man with a mole, cursing: "What a Bai Shengjun, he wants my life!"
Chapter completed!