Can Someone Please Go After My Sister!?!?! - Chapter 110

Save the day

There was a commotion outside the door, and I curiously leaned over the peephole to look at the scene in front of me.

Uncle Qiu promptly brought Goudan's secretary Xiao Liu with him, and like the lackeys of the landlords in the old days, he stood with his hands behind his back, strode forward, and arrogantly dispersed the crowd of onlookers: "Let's go! What are you looking at! Go home and have dinner!"

"Mr. Qiu, you were not here just now, and that old guy was so arrogant that he even harassed Aunt Wang!"

Uncle Qiu hesitated for a few seconds, and said in a displeased tone, "Oh, really..."

My heart seemed to fall to the ground, and I shouted through the door: "Uncle, please talk to the police... This is all a misunderstanding!"

The police officer frowned and looked at Mr. Qiu, as if he was confused by his strange aura. He continued to stare at Mr. Qiu for a few seconds, and suddenly showed an expression of enlightenment: "Ah, you were the one who cracked down on pornography and illegal publications last month..."

"Hush!" Uncle Qiu hurriedly pulled the policeman's arm, coughing softly and trying to establish a relationship with him, "Little comrade...which district are you from...you know me, but why don't I know you?"

"You're out? We still have your criminal record..." The young policeman looked at Uncle Qiu vigilantly, and unconsciously grabbed his arm with one hand, as if he was ready to execute him on the spot at any time.

Mr. Qiu showed an embarrassed expression and pointed at his secretary Xiao Liu behind him angrily: "Young man, do you recognize him?"

Secretary Xiao Liu straightened his chest, coughed lightly, and wiped his hair gelled slicked back without leaving a trace.

The police officer's eyes widened, his face serious: "I don't know him, a fraud partner?"

Xiao Liu's face turned red with anger.

Uncle Qiu pretended to be friendly and put his arm around the policeman's shoulder: "Hey, young man, it doesn't matter if we don't know each other... We have already called your director... Today's incident is all a misunderstanding..." He smiled ingratiatingly, causing the policeman to frown and step back hurriedly, guarding against this old guy making some strange transaction requests to the upright civil servants.

"What are you doing? I'm warning you, stay away from me..." Before the policeman finished speaking, the phone on his waist started to ring. He took out his phone, was stunned for a moment after seeing the incoming call number displayed on it, and walked carefully to the corner to answer it.

Uncle Qiu shouted proudly, and in an instant he seemed to become extremely arrogant: "Look! Look who it is! Is it your director? You little bastard, you dare to go against me? Let me tell you, I have someone above me!"

He triumphantly kicked the policeman on the butt, and the policeman was caught off guard and cried out, almost falling down.

The policeman turned off the phone in anger, grabbed Uncle Qiu's skinny wrist and twisted it behind his back, elbowed him in the face, took out handcuffs from his waist, and handcuffed him tightly without saying a word: "Fuck you!" His eyes were almost spitting fire, "How dare you attack the police?"

"Misunderstanding! Misunderstanding!" Uncle Qiu was stunned for a second and screamed desperately, "I was joking with you, joking... Um, on the phone just now, didn't your director tell me who I was?"

"Bah! Bullshit!" The police officer looked at him fiercely, "The one who called just now was a courier!"

Uncle Qiu looked at Xiao Liu with tears in his eyes, with an expression that said 'he tried to show off but ended up getting fucked'.

Xiao Liu wiped his sweat anxiously: "Comrade police officer, please don't misunderstand... Wait a minute, I'm going to make a phone call..."

At this time, the phone on the policeman's waist rang. He picked it up doubtfully, his face quickly changed, and he looked at Uncle Qiu with some surprise and suspicion.

Uncle Qiu squinted his eyes like an old fox and pondered carefully, thinking that he would not make a mistake again this time, so he straightened his back proudly with a haughty expression on his face.

The policeman wiped his sweat, put on a smile and looked at Mr. Qiu awkwardly: "Uncle... I'm so sorry... I, I made a mistake..."

"Do you know who I am?" The old man looked at him coldly and arrogantly. It was hard to imagine that ten seconds ago he was still screaming humbly, "Please spare my life, public servant."

"I know, I know..." The young policeman wiped his sweat, "You are an old friend of the mayor."

Uncle Qiu snorted without commenting, put on an ugly face like a game level boss, almost frigid, straightened his neck and stretched out his hand: "Why don't you untie it for me quickly?"

"Yes, yes, yes..." The policeman hurriedly took out the key and removed the handcuffs from the old man.

Uncle Qiu stood still and looked at them arrogantly. Although he had a sour face, I knew that he must be secretly happy. After being hunted by the police station for more than ten years, this wild fox finally got his way. With his relationship with the mayor, the anti-pornography and anti-illegal publication team would probably have to hold their noses and let him mess around.

"What is the identity of the mysterious old man? Why was he released on the spot after openly attacking the police?" The paparazzi turned into an enthusiastic verbal fighter and directed the camera to point at Uncle Qiu.

"Fuck you!" Uncle Qiu screamed and covered his face. Only then did he realize that there was a group of these idiots in the corner. He had just guessed that these guys were waiting for the commercials to end, but now that their skills had just cooled down, they immediately regrouped and jumped out in a hurry to attack the corrupt and dirty power-for-money market.

"Stop filming! What are you filming!" Uncle Qiu covered his face and rushed towards the cameraman. He took out a black Fuwa 'Jingjing' from his trouser pocket and used it as a mallet to hit the fat man carrying the camera. "Film your mother! Get out of here and go home!"

"You, what are you doing!" the paparazzi reporter screamed, "After failing to attack the police, are you going to... Ouch!" The reporter was hit on the head by the 'Fuwa's Fury' and immediately ran towards the police, holding his head and wailing desperately: "Comrade police, are you going to do anything? This lunatic is beating people up!"

"Okay, okay!" The police waved his hands pretentiously, but had no intention of stopping him. "Don't hit people in the face..."

"Fuck your impotence medicine! Fuck your rheumatoid arthritis! You're always trying to steal my business!" Uncle Qiu picked up the mop handle and hit the reporter's head hard. "Take Yili Shen and become a 'big' man? You uncle!"

It seemed as if Mr. Qiu had vented all his grief and anger, as well as the elbow he had just received from the police officer, on Kangdie TV, and desperately covered his face and hit the paparazzi.

As for why I cover my face...

I guess the old man wants to keep a low profile so that he can continue his business as usual...

"Stop it! Stop it!" The paparazzi saw the old man coming at them aggressively, punching them hard. If they fought back, the old thief might just lie on the ground foaming at the mouth and try to scam them... So the paparazzi wiped their sweat, put away their cameras, and retreated outside the community gate...

Uncle Qiu raised the mop handle and was about to chase after him, but suddenly a pair of strong hands pressed down on his shoulders. He turned around and shouted impatiently, "Who is it?"

When he turned his head impatiently, he was stunned...

Aunt Wang stood behind him, looking at him coldly, and uttered two words from the corner of her mouth:

"Your sister!"