Wang Dong and I were driven out of the room by Bian Fei in shame. Wang Dong asked the most concerned topic on my behalf. However, after a moment of silence, Bian Fei gave us a roar: "You can keep in mind about my affairs. It's getting late, get out of here. Let me know next time you kidnapped my son to such a place. Be careful that I will fight hard with you two bastards!"

As the saliva was spraying, the two of us were pushed out of the room by Bian Fei, and then the door slammed and closed in front of us.

Among the three, when it comes to catching ghost Bianfei, they are well-deserved bosses, but compared to their skills, Wang Dong and I can definitely deal with eight him alone. However, when we asked about the big girl, this guy seemed to have an instant combat power and threw us both outside the door.

When we looked at each other, we had to lower our heads in shame and walk downstairs. As we just walked out of the corridor, a black shadow suddenly rushed out of a room next to us. Then a shout came from behind the black shadow: "Catch the thief!"

Thief? Let me go, I have to say that this thief is also unlucky. Not to mention that Wang Dong is a dignified policeman, even if he falls into my hands, it may not necessarily lead to good results!

Wang Dong was definitely in a policeman's instinct, as fast as an arrow. Before the shouting fell, he just stepped out and chased behind the shadows tightly. Even the person who shouted to catch the thief was tricked by him.

"Damn, don't run!" Among the few people, my start was the slowest. Four people lined up in a column and rushed out of the community gate. With the light of the street light, I could vaguely see the appearance of the few people in front of me. The thief was a little farther away, which should be considered the vagueest. However, from his back, he ran away in a panic, I could still conclude that the thief was not old and was relatively thin. If it weren't for being a thief, just his outfit, I would definitely treat him as a beggar. As I ran, I could see that his clothes were torn several times. I don't know if it was caused by the tearing of the owner before, or if it was like this.

Needless to say, I could recognize Wang Dong even with my eyes closed. The closest one to me was the owner. This guy is in his thirties and looks very burly. But I guess he has more fat than lean meat. When he runs, the flesh on his body is trembling. He has been gasping for a while before he runs. I have passed by him in a few steps.

In a hurry, the little thief looked back and found that Wang Dong had arrived behind him. This little guy was really good at running away. Seeing that he was no match for Wang Dong, he stopped suddenly. Then, without a moment of hesitation, he kicked him hard.

The change was quite sudden. Wang Dong reached out and was about to grab the thief's clothes on the back when he suddenly found that the thief had dodged. He jumped up quickly and avoided the legs swept from below, and his body was also staggered with the thief. Wang Dong swooped down like a hungry tiger in the air, intending to subdue the thief. Obviously, he underestimated the combat effectiveness of the thief. A figure flashed in front of him, and both hands were caught empty. I saw clearly that the thief twisted his body flexibly and drilled through Wang Dong's armpit.

"Dongzi, be careful!" When my shouts fell, it was too late. The thief walked around Wang Dong, swung a black thing, and slapped Wang Dong hard, "Ah!"

With a loud roar, Wang Dong stumbled forward and fell. Taking advantage of this moment of delay, I rushed to the two of them and waved their fists and hit the thief's face.

Although Wang Dong and I are good at it, our purpose of taking action is different. As a policeman, Wang Dong's main purpose of taking action is to subdue the uniform. I hope to quickly control the thief. But I will not make such a choice. The experience of street fighting tells me that in the two attacks of control and killing, I will choose the latter without hesitation.

The little thief also saw my purpose. While dodging, the black stick in his hand twitched to my shoulders. At the same time, the elbow on his left also hit me violently, trying to kill me as soon as possible, and then he could escape.

Because I saw the opponent's attack routine before, this kind of killing almost did not threaten me. After dodging the stick, my body squatted slightly, just passing his elbow. I swung my fist again and pounded the little thief's chin from bottom to top.

"Ah!" The thief screamed halfway, and his body fell backwards. The force of the punch was not light. I guess his consciousness was a little unclear. When he fell backwards, I didn't hesitate for a moment. I jumped up suddenly as if there was a spring installed under my feet, and I kicked in the air, accurately hitting the thief's chest.

Even if the little thief has a strong ability to resist blows, he cannot withstand a heavy blow with one punch and one kick, and he quickly fell backwards in his screams. His voice was very crisp, and he sounded like he knew that he was not old and should be about the same as Yang Xun.

The opponent had already fallen heavily to the ground, and the stick that hit Wang Dong before was thrown a long distance away. I didn't plan to control him just like this, and chose to beat the dog in the water because I was worried that he had not completely lost his combat power, so I shouted and rushed to the thief.

Wang Dong had already gotten up from the ground, but his heart was really good. "Really, great, uncle police!"

"Ahem, it's better to call me a policeman brother!"

"Okay, just call your brother, uncle police!"

"..." It was getting late. In order to facilitate the resettlement of the "thief" I caught, I took a taxi and took the two of them to the little old man's hotel.

Uncle Yang lives in the little old man’s hotel. The old man is diligent and helps clean the hotel. Because it is almost time to close, there are not many people in the hotel. The only customer is my acquaintance - Xuanxuan from Lecai Supermarket.

They nodded and greeted each other, asking Xiaoying to help make some side dishes. Uncle Yang obviously wanted to ask us about the big girl, but we didn't know how it was going on with Bian Fei, so we couldn't reply to him. What's more, the reason why we came to the restaurant for dinner was to learn more about his father through Zhao Song's son Zhao Mengxiang, so we didn't have too much talk with Uncle Yang, but instead looked at Zhao Mengxiang, who was eating.

Uncle Yang walked around our table twice, but finally didn't ask. He sighed and went to work on other things...

Wang Dong stopped the fat man's arm, and the thief was already pressed by him. It seemed that my punches and kicks hurt him very much, and he had no intention of resisting when he lay on the ground.

"Okay, I'm a policeman, tell me, what did he steal you?"

"I'm going too much. I think about it. I broke two bowls and kicked a bucket of water..." The fat man muttered with his head tilted. Why did Wang Dong and I sound a little wrong: "Wait a minute, didn't you say he was a thief? I asked you what he stole you, but didn't ask you what you broke you!"

"Compared with the things he stole, the things that broke are much more valuable. Cough cough, and I hurriedly chased them out. I didn't see anything I lost. Anyway, the things that were lost should be nothing valuable..." The fat man scratched his head with his hand and said in a low voice. Wang Dong and I were almost petrified on the spot. The ones that broke were just pots, pans, and the things that were lost were not as valuable as this one?

The thief lay on the ground for a while, recovered a little, and broke away from Wang Dong who was pressing on him. Finally, we could see his appearance clearly.

It's good as I guess before. This guy looks like he is in his teens and is much younger than Yang Xun. He has a few small yellow hairs on his mouth, and he looks like he is still stinky and has a stinky breast.

Perhaps because the case was really not serious, Wang Dong did not continue to control the thief under him, letting him escape from his control and rub his shoulders with his hands. The stick just now was quite difficult, probably this guy was still wondering whether it was worth it for the case that the mosquito was bigger. Especially the murderer was still a young man.

After breaking free from the police's control, the thief ran away without turning his head. Now he knew that Wang Dong's identity was no longer as arrogant as before.

"What the hell is going on?" Wang Dong yelled, scaring the thief and the owner to death. This guy was also quite depressed today.

"I was about to take off my clothes and go to bed when I suddenly heard something in the kitchen and went over. When I saw, hey, this kid was squatting on the stove and gnawing on the corn that I had made of! Then I shouted, and the little bastard jumped off the stove, threw the plate and bowl, and kicked me up, and then ran away!"

"Why are you going to the kitchen to steal corn from the middle of the night?"

"Hungry!" This reason, okay, I have nothing to complain about. If I hadn't seen this kid's eyes rumbling around in his sockets, I would have really suspected that there was something wrong with his IQ.

"When you are hungry, go back to your own house to eat, why do you go to someone else to do?"

"There is no home!" The thief lowered his head and said without hesitation. Wang Dong and I were both stunned for a moment, not understanding what the thief said. The fat man relied on the policeman around him, and he was the owner of the owner, and he became even more angry immediately: "Little bastard, who are you fooling around? You have no home? Could it be that you jumped out of the crack of the stone? I see that you are itchy in your skin!"

After saying that, he was about to teach the thief a lesson, but Wang Dong shouted: "Stop it for me!" After saying that, he turned his head to look at the thief, and his tone obviously eased a lot, "What's wrong with you?"

"My mother has been dead for several years. My father was taking drugs and he died of electric shock. The house had been sold by my father for a long time. I was underage and had no place to make money, so I had to wander around..." The old man whispered, with no feelings in his tone, as if he was not talking about his own business.

The fat man was stunned after hearing the thief's experience, and his face looked a little bad. If the thief was telling the truth, I'm afraid his losses tonight would not be considered to be considered as unresolved.

Wang Dong and I were thinking of another question, that is, the experience of this thief. Why does it sound so familiar? "Is your father's name Zhao Song?"

"Yes, how do you know, police uncle, are you and my dad acquaintances?" No need to think about it anymore, even the fat man's eyes showed a strange look. He stared at us two, probably thinking that the loss tonight was finally hopeful to make up for it. "We and your dad are not acquaintances, but they finally have some connections!"

Wang Dong was silent for a long time and didn't say anything. I sighed and said to the thief. Then I took out a banknote from my pocket and sent it to the fat man: "This is considered to give you the loss tonight. Is it enough?"

"Haha, that's so embarrassing. This little guy is also very pitiful. How can you make money?"

The fat man said quite like a human word, but his fatty hand couldn't wait to grab the money delivered to him. I really had no good feelings for such a quarrel. Seeing that he wanted Moji, I asked: "I'll ask you if these are enough!"

"Enough, enough, I can't use it. Otherwise, I'll find it back for you later. No matter how hard I look at this face, I shouted in anger: "If you have enough, get out, there's nothing to do with you!"

"Uh, okay, okay. Uh, damn, what's your attitude? I'm the owner, I..." The fat man was going to be with me Moji. I raised my fist and waved it in front of him. This guy was also aware of the current affairs. He immediately ran away without a word of nonsense.

"I haven't eaten yet, let's go, find a place to eat something first!" I said it was not long, nor was it short. This was the first time I heard this guy speak in such a gentle tone, and his evaluation of him was a little higher. Although this guy is sometimes quite stunned, his heart is really good.

"Really, it's great, uncle police!" "Ahem, it's better to call me a police brother!"

"Okay, just call your brother, uncle police!" "..." It was getting late. In order to facilitate the resettlement of the "thief" I caught, I took a taxi and took the two of them to the little old man's hotel.

Uncle Yang lives in the little old man's hotel. The old man is diligent and helps clean the hotel. Because it is almost time to close, there are not many people in the hotel. The only customer is my acquaintance, Xuanxuan from Lecai Supermarket. He nodded and greeted each other, asking Xiaoying to help make some side dishes. Uncle Yang obviously wanted to ask us about the big girl, but we didn't know how it was going on with Bian Fei, so we couldn't reply to him. What's more, the reason why we came to the restaurant for dinner was to learn more about his father through Zhao Song's son Zhao Mengxiang, so we didn't have too much talk with Uncle Yang, but instead looked at Zhao Mengxiang, who was eating.

Uncle Yang walked around our table twice, but finally didn't ask, sighed and worked on other things.
Chapter completed!