Chapter 37 (1/2)

If it wasn't careless, if it wasn't for drinking too much, if it wasn't for vomiting weakness, Jiang Deqian believed that he would never be so easily controlled by a woman.

But that's what happened.

His forehead was bleeding, and his neck could clearly feel the cold and slight tingling brought by the sharp glass tip. He saw that there was a fierce killing intention in the eyes of lifelong flowers. He knew that the flat breasted woman was not joking.

”Come on, stop!” he shouted to save his life.

What annoyed Jiang Deqian most was not that he was coerced by a woman, but that Hou Biao had not moved as if he had been calm until now, as if what happened here had nothing to do with him.

The onlookers had already called the police. The siren sounded not far away, from far to near.

The fighters stopped, went back to their own ranks, and stood on both sides, angry and swearing.

Only Aoki looked at the excitement and asked, ”ah, is it over?”

Looking at him like that, it's like an old lady who doesn't understand the plot of the film complaining in the cinema - spending so much money to see a crackling fight and finally leaving an inexplicable colored egg is not as good as the TV at home!

The question was abrupt and inhumane, and everyone's eyes and anger turned to him.

But he looked like an invulnerable rogue, shrugged his shoulders and said, ”it's over when it's over. What do you think I'm doing?” then he smiled at bald Hou Biao, slowly loosened his fingers, stretched his arms and stretched a big stretch.

Hou Biao was relieved. He found that the wax bead held between his right fingers had been forcibly pinched and burst into a pile of sweat and gravel in the palm of his hand.

It was not until the police entered the door that they took their whole life to remove the broken glass bottle from Jiang Deqian's neck.

When the two groups of brawlers saw the police, they suddenly changed from a mad dog to a mouse, and their minds suddenly became rational. Although there were several blood on their heads, they all said that they were only a small injury. They wiped it with paper towels and pasted an OK cloth.

Although the people on Jiang Deqian's side suffered some losses, they started the matter after all. Of course, they were unwilling to go into the Bureau. Although Jiang Deqian knew that as long as his brother said a word, the police had to release people, the aftermath problem was always a trouble.

People on Qi's side are also afraid. After all, they beat people and see blood. There is no problem in identifying a minor injury. When they squat down, they have to lose money.

The police simply asked what happened, then gave severe and profound criticism and education to the fighters, told the spirit of eight honors and Eight Disgraces in simple terms, and finally came over with a law enforcement recorder to ask whether the troublemakers should compensate for the loss of the lifelong flower bar. Of course, they just mediate. If the other party is not willing to compensate, they can only go to court.

Looking at the mess all her life, she said bitterly, ”compensate! Of course! Is it easy for me to open a ticket! I've smashed so much at once. How many days do I have to sell smiling faces and how many glasses of wine to earn back?”

The film policemen here know how to spend their whole life. They have nothing to do with this honest and fierce handsome landlady. The policeman who originally wanted to make a big and small matter had to go back and ask Jiang Deqian: ”If you don't pay, we'll have to take you all back to the Bureau. First, we'll detain you for making trouble, and then we'll identify the injury and property damage. Then it'll depend on what the court says. We'll save trouble.”

The police beat around the Bush and wanted Jiang to lose some money.

Of course, Jiang Deqian couldn't swallow the breath, but he was pressed on the table all his life. He was a little frightened and vomited as soon as he got up. Although he was still awake when the police asked, he could only lie on the table and spit foam, and couldn't speak a word.

At this time, bald Hou Biao suddenly stood up and asked lifelong flowers: ”you estimate the number, we will compensate.”

All her life, she didn't expect that the other party was really willing to pay. She looked around and said, ”100000”. In fact, she couldn't estimate how much money she had lost at once. Moreover, after drinking so much wine, she reported a number to the high in her head.

This is a bit of blackmail. Most of the onlookers are regular guests of nearby neighborhoods and bars, so they don't talk much, and the police just watch jokes and don't talk.

Unexpectedly, the bald man said, ”OK, 100000 yuan. Send someone to send it to you tomorrow.”

”Shit, tomorrow? Who knows where your boy is tomorrow!” said Qi.

The police also said that now it's the era of electronic payment. It's over to transfer an account directly by mobile phone. As for how much to accompany, it's still negotiable. 100000 is a little high.

The bald man was a little annoyed, and his face was as heavy as a coffin, but he seemed to have scruples and reluctantly took out his mobile phone.

At this time, Aoki stood up and said, ”tomorrow is tomorrow. What a big deal!”

The audience booed up and said he was standing and talking without backache.