"Big brother, your soap has fallen off."
Among the seven, a thin and frail man with longer arms suddenly spoke to a man with a beard all over his face.
The bearded man looked at Lu Han and said, "New here, pick up the soap!"
Lu Han glanced at the soap on the ground and said calmly, "You have hands and feet, why should I pick it up?"
"Yo ho! You're quite arrogant, kid. Do you think this place is still outside? Here, I'm the heavens. If you want to pick it up, you must pick it up!"
The bearded face had a fierce expression, and the other six also showed malicious smiles.
The above has already said hello, this kid will be locked up here for at least five days, enough to cripple him and make him feel scared when he sees a man.
Lu Han naturally knew what it meant to pick up soap, and a slight curve curved his lips. He also understood that the round faced police officer was probably intentionally trying to mess with him.
"I advise you all to behave yourself and not to cause trouble."
"Haha, big brother, what did this kid say? He said we're asking for trouble on our own. Oh, I'm so scared!"
The skinny monkey man held his stomach and laughed, as if he had heard the funniest joke.
These seven of them have all learned martial arts, and one can hit at least five or six ordinary people. A little white faced person like Lu Han can be crushed to death with just one finger.
"Don't talk nonsense to him, Black Dog. Peel off this kid's pants and let me enjoy it. He's delicate and tender, and the taste must be good."
A man with dark skin agreed and grabbed at Lu Han with both hands.
But in the next moment, he only felt a flash in front of him, having lost the figure of Lu Han, and then a sharp pain in his lower abdomen.
"Cough!"
The intense pain made him bend down, almost coughing up his bile.
The screams of several others and the sound of heavy objects colliding could be heard in the room, but within a few seconds, all seven of them who had previously shown their might and were preparing to torture Lu Han lay on the ground.
A whole piece of soap was stuffed into his mouth, making his cheeks bulge.
The seven of them looked frightened and knew they had encountered a true expert.
"Boss, please spare us, we won't dare again..."
The skinny monkey man's body trembled, and his gaze at Lu Han was filled with fear. In his heart, he cursed Zhou Ping's ancestors for eighteen generations, and surprisingly asked them to deal with such a powerful figure. Isn't this seeking abuse?
Lu Han was not interested in these little thugs either. He walked to the empty bed and started practicing cross legged.
His beard snorted twice, carefully took out the soap from his mouth, and then squatted in the corner with a few people, not daring to disturb Lu Han.
The next day, Lu Han and others went out early in the morning to have a meal, and also brought a portion back with them.
At 8 o'clock in the morning, when Zhou Ping was patrolling the detention center, he deliberately walked to the room where Lu Han was being held, hoping to see his tragic appearance. However, upon seeing this, he was immediately stunned and even suspected that his eyes were mistaken.
In the room, Lu Han sat on the bed, with a beard and a thin monkey, pounding his thighs like a little daughter-in-law.
Black Dog and Er Zhuang held onto Lu Han's two arms.
Junzi knelt behind Lu Han, working hard to kill chickens and horses.
The remaining two people kept fanning Lu Han with two paper shells.
"Boss, what do you think of the intensity?"
The obsequious expression on his face, with a beard on his face, completely indistinguishable from his previous ferocity.
"Well, it's a bit lighter, use a little more force."
"Okay!"
With a nod from his beard, he immediately exerted more force on his hand.
Zhou Ping outside was so angry that his eyes were filled with smoke. I gathered you all together to teach that kid a lesson, but you really gave him a massage.
"What are you doing!!"
Zhou Ping kicked the door open and let out a loud roar.
The seven bearded men suddenly shuddered. No matter how fierce they were, they dared not challenge the police and immediately obediently stood in a row against the wall.
"You come out with me!"
Zhou Ping pointed to Lu Han with a displeased expression on his face.
Lu Han stretched lazily, stood up, and followed behind Zhou Ping.
"Go in!"
Zhou Ping brought Lu Han to an interrogation room, and then the bright light turned on him, fiercely saying:
"Kid, you have some skills."
Lu Han squinted his eyes and said lightly, "You found those seven people, right? Why? Bring me here, want to get lynched?"
"Hehe, so what?"
After Zhou Ping finished speaking, he waved his hand and suddenly several young people walked in with batons.
"Aren't you very good at hitting? Now give it another try, assaulting a police officer is a big crime."
Zhou Ping gave a cold smile and gestured to take action.
Lu Han's pupils shrank. Although he had inherited the tradition and greatly improved his physical fitness, it was not made of iron. Falling these batons on him would also cause him injuries.
The reason why Zhou Ping did not handcuff Lu Han was to confirm his charge of assaulting a police officer, coupled with yesterday's intentional injury, which was enough to send him to prison.
Zhao Hongwei naturally doesn't have the energy to do so. Zhou Ping is interested in Zhang Tianhao, the boss behind Zhao Hongwei.
Just as the baton was about to fall, Lu Han's gaze turned fierce as he prepared to fight back.
"Bang!"
Suddenly, with a loud bang, the door of the interrogation room was violently smashed open!
A few people rushed in, and Zhou Ping was furious when he saw the situation. He was about to scold, but when he saw the person coming in clearly, he couldn't help but be frightened and his soul would burst out.
"Director He, why did you come?"
"Pop!"
He Yuanbin slapped Zhou Ping in the face and angrily said, "Who gave you the courage to use lynching and torture me!"
Immediately, several armed police officers stepped forward, flipped over all the auxiliary police officers who were preparing to take action, and handcuffed them together with Zhou Ping.
"Director, Director, I'm wrongly accused. This kid hit someone in Antique Street yesterday, and I only brought him back when someone called the police."
Zhou Ping looked sad and couldn't figure out how a small person could attract the director to personally intervene.
"Pop!"
He Yuanbin slapped him again and said, "You're talking tough, don't you think I don't know? Those people are all gangsters, I think you don't want to do it anymore. Get out of here tomorrow!"
Zhou Ping's face was pale, his lips trembled, and he asked all the women in Zhao Hongwei's family in his heart.
"What's the situation? Has the matter been handled yet? My grandfather is still waiting for the landing brothers' treatment."
Wang Tianhui's voice sounded flat, but it revealed arrogance. How many people dared to speak to the police chief like this.
He Yuanbin's eyelids twitched. This was a person who even the director didn't want to offend. Although he didn't like his tone, he could only endure it.
"Wang Shao, it's okay here. Brother Lu can leave now."
Wang Tianhui nodded and shouted at Lu Han, "Let's go, Brother Lu. The old man has been waiting for you for a while."
Lu Han put his hands in his pockets and walked out leisurely.
He knew that Wang Tianhui would come to save him, and today he made an appointment to treat Mr. Wang. If he didn't see him and his phone couldn't get through, it would be easy to find him with Mr. Wang's energy.
He just didn't expect to directly startle the director. It seems that Wang's identity is higher than he imagined.