Chapter two hundred and ten
In Teacher Liu Lu's mind, these junior social gangsters are simply the most terrifying group, because in her 26-year-old life experience, they deal with people who are well-educated, well-behaved and gentle. The only contact was in the elevator. A guy who was in a storm smoked and she said something and wanted to beat him. Her boyfriend and the other party fought. The police arrived and dealt with each other. The boyfriend was detained. After that, Liu Lu was extremely afraid of such people and walked around.
Nowadays, such people have conflicts with their students. Although they are very afraid, she is the oldest at the scene and is also a teacher. She has the responsibility and obligation to protect her students. So while arranging to call the police, she quickly ran under the bridge to protect the students as much as possible.
But this is a game for Liu Kunlun. He doesn't hate these people, and he even likes them a little. He is sleepy and someone gives them a pillow. He wants to beat someone up and puts his face over. He lives on the poplar tree for eighteen years, which is similar to the feeling of Sun Wukong pressing down under the Five Elements Mountain for five hundred years. He has to find a place to vent his evil spirits. He just came out of the mountain and beaten up several thieves and was chanted by Tang Monk. Liu Kunlun wouldn't do that. Besides, these people will not die until they are punished. Isn't it just a conflict between children?
He held the handlebar in his right hand and the pole stick in his left hand. The electric motor accelerated very quickly, and the advance and retreat were well-founded. The pole stick plus the impact force of the motorcycle was comparable to the saber when a cavalry charged. It did not require force, and could turn people over with a slight swing. For a moment, the whistle of the pole stick came one after another, and people were overturned wherever they went.
Tag stopped in place and took off his hand. He was completely stunned. This was different from the imagined group fight. This was a one-sided beating, hitting thirty people by one person. Ou Zhu Dajie's cousin was simply Liu Xiaolong riding on a motorcycle. Those people were NPCs in the Hongkou Dojo. The only function of appearing here was to be beaten by his cousin.
Sheng Zhaocun, who was running away with his head, also stopped. Looking back, his mouth opened in an O-shaped shape. Tague's cousin chased the people like a sheep. He rode on the motorcycle, his body tilted slightly, and his movements were not particularly fast, but leisurely and casually. He gently tweeted. The short head of the stick hit the bend of the person's legs, smashed one with one stick, and opened the bow left and right, chopped melons and vegetables. The gangsters were in chaos, and some movements got into the car and ran away, but they bumped into each other in panic.
Liu Kunlun had a proper position on his hands. He wrapped a layer of rubber on the short head of the stick. When he hit someone, he only used 30% of his strength. He tried not to hit the vitals and just put them down. Without deep hatred, he would have to teach a lesson. This is also his experience of cultivating one's own character for eighteen years. If it were the past, someone would have to die today.
Cui Dahao didn't expect that this would end. At this moment, his mood was like Senggelinqin at Bali Bridge, 20,000 Mongolian cavalry, and he was beaten away with one charge. He was not as good as Senggelinqin. At least he charged, and he was charged by someone. The boy rode a motorcycle with a short stick in his left hand, and his movements were as sharp as a ghost. He was turning around and beating his brothers with a pig-killing screams. In the blink of an eye, there were no one standing there.
No one could run out because the way he came was blocked by Liu Lu's car. Liu Lu was very vigilant and did not let the three girls in the car get out of the car to prevent being held hostage by bad people. In fact, she was thinking too much. Cui Dahao was not a bandit, but just a more arrogant commoner. He was not even considered a powerful class. Everyone was stunned. Who had the intention to host a female student?
Tag returned to his calmness, but his adrenaline level was still very high. His cousin's posture of beating people was so handsome. At this time, the boy was like his peers who watched the movie "Shaolin Temple" in the early 1980s. His heart was completely impressed. Not only him, but also Sheng Zhaocun, as well as Muzi, Shan Yingge, and even Liu Lu in the car were deeply impressed.
After the fight, the police station police also came. This time, we can't talk about making fun of it. Dozens of people, locked with iron sticks and machetes, could not get along with them. However, Liu Kunlun's stick had already been thrown into the grass by him, and even Tagg's pickaxe handle was snatched by him. In fact, Tagg did not participate in the fight, and he had nothing to do.
Cui Dahao said that Liu Kunlun beat them alone and injured many people, and legal responsibility must be pursued. The police looked at him with a slant, saying that he beats so many of you alone?
"Yes!" Cui Dahao said it was so convincing, and everyone else agreed.
"This person is a martial arts master." The police sarcastically said.
"Even more masters than martial arts masters." Cui Dahao said.
"Are there any injuries? Do you need to call an ambulance?" The policeman glanced at the group of people. Although they were not injured, they were so angry that they were wailing that their legs were broken and their bones were broken. This was clearly an attempt to cheat people.
An ambulance came to an insufficient one, and too many people asked to be rescued. Some of them just broke their skin, while others had old injuries before, and planned to take an X-ray in the hospital. According to the new injuries, they had to get this kid in, and at least four or five years to be satisfied.
Liu Kunlun was detained on the spot. He calmly stretched out his hand to handcuff the police, but before being arrested, he said to Cui Dahao: "I want to play the same trick you play, right? I will accompany you. When compiling the medical records, I put the words on the police in front of the police. I will follow the medical records and make them real."
At that time, Cui Dahao didn't believe in this evil, so he regretted it all his life.
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Liu Kunlun was arrested, but Tag and Sheng Zhaocun were fine, so Liu Lu felt relieved. The open space under the bridge was restored to tranquility, leaving only a few of them who were unrelated.
"Teacher...I took the video." Muzi said.
"Show me." Liu Lu took her mobile phone to play the fight video clip just now. Unfortunately, Muzi's mobile phone is not advanced enough. It's just an ordinary video, not a holographic video. Otherwise, it would be more satisfying to watch in VR glasses. Everyone gathered together to watch it, but they still felt unsatisfied.
"This video cannot be handed over to the police." Liu Lu made the decision because it was not good for Liu Kunlun. Although she was simple, she was not naive and could distinguish right from wrong, good and evil. Not only would she not hand over the evidence to the police, she also wanted to sue Liu Kunlun.
Liu Lu's family has no background, and her father is a teacher, her mother is a doctor, so she naturally can't help much. In fact, she doesn't need her help. I heard that Liu Kunlun was arrested, and the one who was most anxious was Mr. Shao.
Mr. Shao is 86 years old. Today, he is a long life with the advanced medical treatment. The academic masters of his age have basically died out. Moreover, his identity is very not simple. He is the honorary chairman of the Jiangdong Provincial Democratic League, and the deputy ministerial level. The Shao family is full of students all over the world. He is usually unwilling to use these energy. Once the elderly start to act seriously, Ome will have an earthquake.
It is said that Mr. Shao directly found a big shot. Liu Kunlun was released in the middle of the night, so he was very reluctant. The detention center was so fun. The people inside were very interesting. Not only did they not suffer, they could also gain a deep understanding of what Omi society is like now.
Cui Dahao was not aware of it. He broke his leg a few years ago when he drove a car. He could see the cracks in his bones when he was filming. Relying on this cheating person, he insisted that he was beaten by Liu Kunlun and shouted for an injury test. This was a minor injury level and was enough to sentence him.
But Choi Da-ho was not hospitalized that night and went to drink a lot of wine with his friends. In order to celebrate the great victory of the battle, he drank a lot, so that all the people at the table had an accident. According to the exaggerated plot on their medical records, they were all broken and freshly released.
Because the interruption was not the same leg, the new injury could not be counted on Liu Kunlun's head. No one saw who was beaten by him, and the surveillance of the Skynet system could not be found. The person who started the attack was very sensible. The point of the case should be Ou Zhu Dajie, but the evidence link did not support it. One person beat thirty people, and no one believed it. In this case, the procuratorate would not approve the arrest and the court would not judge.
Cui Dahao was really hospitalized this time, and his muscles were damaged for 100 days. After he recovered, his legs became unusually long and turned into a cripple. He asked about the other party's background through relationships and learned that it was the provincial party secretary who said hello himself, and he stopped and did not dare to say anything. His son Cui Xiaohao was also expelled from Jiangda High School and never recovered from then on.
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Afterwards, Liu Kunlun expressed his gratitude to Mr. Shao, saying that you always alarmed the provincial party secretary for me, and it is difficult for me to repay this kindness.
Mr. Shao said: "First of all, I am not for you, Liu Kunlun. Is it worth my action to fight in a group? I am for Brother Nan. Secondly, who told me that I was looking for the provincial party secretary, and I don't know him."
Liu Kunlun asked: "Then do you always use the relationship between the central government?"
Mr. Shao refused to comment and turned to another topic: "Your old rival has lost power. The backer that Wang Huayun and Wang Haikun relied on fell many years ago and are still squatting inside. So at least you don't have to worry about him using the state machine to persecute you. As for how to regain the lost things, you still have to think about it."
When Liu Kunlun thought of the national level whom Wang Huayun took him to the sea, he couldn't help but sigh that the storm and the world was unpredictable. The person who covered the sky with one hand could not help but become a prisoner. It was really human beings and God was watching.
Mr. Shao said: "After the backing fall, Wang Haikun did not appear in the public eye. There is almost no news about him. It is not easy for you to find his trace. After finally coming back, I suggest you take good care of your family first. You owe too much spring leeks."
Liu Kunlun was speechless, and Mr. Shao said again: "I found you a job. The school manager of Shuren Middle School is one of my students. I recommend you to teach calligraphy. The school still attaches great importance to Chinese traditional culture, so I hired it out of the ordinary. Just fill in the form later."
"I'm going to teach high school students how to use a knives to kill a chicken, right?" Although Liu Kunlun said this, he was happy and could take care of his children directly.
Chapter completed!