This kind of smiling eyes, faintly describing his words of opening his arms, made the area bumpy and generally cold. The feeling of a moldy heart prompted him to quickly turn around, extend his arm to his brother behind him, and calmly said, "Break it, my hand."

"This..."

My brother had no courage to start, his heart was uneasy. He kept pacing back and forth between Ye Fengsheng and his brother.

"Fight!"

Another shout, the brother was suddenly caught off guard, even the steel pipe in his hand couldn't speak, and it fell to the ground with a crisp metallic sound.

At the same time, a melodious whistle slowly reached Ye Fengsheng's ears, making him frown slightly.

If not for a word, he knew the alarm call was made by a group. They looked everywhere on the table. Now he worried he would rush to work.

After all, this was a bit too fitting. Every time you have to settle it yourself, the police would appear, and you can't do it in front of the police. This led Ye Fengsheng to always feel that the police were there to help Ding Zhenzhen's social fragments.

Hearing these hurried footsteps, Ye Fengsheng said nothing, just coldly looked at Ding Zhen in front, quietly waiting.

With the arrival of the police, Ding Zhenduo's heart still rose with such hope on the way. He never thought and couldn't express his joy. He encountered the voice of tea and phoenix. He immediately stood up a piece of chicken nugget, he dared not pick it up. He drank to his brother in front of him:

"I am her mother, break your words, my hand! I can't hear you!"

The brother trembled, chased by this voice, the hesitation on his face turned into a kind of daze, with no response for a while.

At this critical moment, Ding Zhenzhi knew that if his hand kept going, today's matter could not be resolved, but Ye Fengsheng, such a dangerous role, was definitely not a good thing, that is, he bent down to pick up the steel pipe on the ground, gritted his teeth, and smashed his left hand hard!

"Speak!"

When the steel pipe was thrown, it made a special sound.

Even if he broke an arm as hard as he could, Ding Zhen still clenched his teeth, without making a turning sound on the road. If it weren't for his pale face and bean sweat sliding down from his chin, no one would imagine what he had gone through before.

Slightly nodding, Tea Phoenix's voice in the eyes was ultimately fake, presenting a satisfying color.

"Slow down! Hands on your head and squat down!"

The bossy police immediately yelled, subduing more than thirty mischief makers. When Captain Chen saw Tea Phoenix's face, he immediately showed a very uncomfortable expression:

"Ye Fengsheng, what are you doing here?"

Jesus crouched behind sent a bastard and asked him, "Can you tell me why these people are coming to you?"

Ye Fengsheng said, "Captain Chen, you always come so timely."

Captain Chen looked sternly at Ye Fengsheng and said, "In less than 20 years, you joined two groups for one thing. Ye Fengsheng, what is your relationship with them? I would tell you, you'd better not do anything against the law or discipline, otherwise, they won't go anywhere after the game is over!"

Ye Feng laughed, "I want to do it again, but every time you come so timely, I don't have time to start."

Captain Chen did not reply, but pointed to the police car stopped by his finger and said, "I don't care about your relationship with them, but this time it's all because of you, so you must come with us to the police station."

Ye Feng nodded without effort, "Understood."

Then, in the whistle, Ye Fengsheng once again entered the gate of the Public Security Bureau...

On the second floor of the hospital, Miss Qin Daimei watched the police car leave. She hesitated for a moment, took out her phone, and dialed a number. The call was connected. He had already said, "I am Qin Chaoyu, help me find the director of the Song Dynasty."

Ye Fengsheng entered the police station, taking a photo of a bright Porsche next to the bank. Hearing this hiss, the driver had extra footprints.

The driver you previously took for granted didn't mind at all. He just thought to himself, "Master, that person just now seemed like the person we saw yesterday at Qiuyun Group."

"Eat!"

There was a loud slap on the car.

Zhuang Wen was short of breath, his face very unnatural. He took a deep breath and said gloomily, "Qiu Yun is my daughter! No one touches!"

Then he lowered his voice and asked, "Are you sure you read it right?"

"No!" The driver firmly said, "It's him! He was driving in with Ding Zhenjian!"

After a moment of silence, Zhuang Sheng made a call and said, "Uncle? Today you caught a big bunch, and there was one...!"

The voice of Tea Phoenix at Erjing Palace was one of indifference. Once one of the big gatherings sat on a chair, he was ready to start today's score sheet.

As a result, Captain Chen patted him on the shoulder and let him rest for a while on the side of the sofa.

Ye Fengsheng couldn't help it, having caught too many bastards, not enough idle people, so he waited smoothly on the sofa next to him.

Unexpected. I waited for an hour. Just as Ye Fengsheng was about to ask how long she could leave, a younger sister in a light yellow short sleeve jumped in.

That was a girl full of youth.

The girl was quick, just glanced, and found that the moment Ye Feng's voice sat on the sofa, his face showed a look of a disaster-relief movie, he came to Ye Feng's voice, bent slightly, and whispered, "Ye Feng's voice, do you remember me?"

The unique aroma of the girl hit his nose, Tea Feng frowned slightly, carefully in the back of the memory, Geng Zhen shook his head, "Don't remember."

The girl wasn't angry, but pointed at her phone to remind him, "I called you last night and sent you a message."

Suddenly realizing, Ye Fengsheng nodded and shrank. "You're the woman who helped Ma strike three times."

The smile on her face gradually disappeared, the girl's face was filled with a clear mood. Just as she called Ye Fengsheng, Ye Fengsheng had already got up from the sofa.

"You are in the same class as Ma Shanda!"

A furious shout was heard in the police station, Ye Feng's voice seemed like he didn't hear it at all. Then, he picked up the little sister's phone heavily placed on the sofa and jumped up. He walked to the opposite position and sat down again. He quietly looked at him and asked, "Do we know each other?"

After taking a deep breath, the girl turned and took back the phone from Ye Fengsheng's hand, slid the screen down twice. The first answer was, "My name is Song Nanfu, my classmate is from Xu Lexi. Last night, we met in the glorious golden glory."

Hearing this, Ye Fengsheng probably understood what Song Nanfu wanted to do last night, without saving any efforts to help Ma Sanda's hard work, but looking at his current situation, could not help but wonder, "Did you commit a crime too?"

"Only you..."

Song Nanfu almost hit Tea Feng's face again, but in the end restrained himself, making the phone bone white. He tried to suppress his emotions, one by one, "I didn't do anything, I came to visit you!"

Then he said with a strange expression of tea phoenix, "Why don't I feel you were annoying last night?"

"Looking at me?" Ye Fengsheng wondered. "Ordinary people don't watch strangers for nothing? How do you know I'm here?"