Seeing someone intervening, the tattooed man immediately let go of Long Xiaohui's wrist and walked to Song Zijie. He was 1.9 meters tall and taller than the latter's head.

The tattooed man looked down on Song Zijie condescendingly, poked the latter's chest with his fingers, looked at the man in a white suit, and said to Song Zijie: "Be careful, want to learn from other people's heroes to save the beauty? Please ask before doing things, who is our Tsim Dong Young Master Xu!"

Song Zijie smiled disdainfully, protected Long Xiaohui behind him, and looked up at the man in the white suit with his head held high and his chest raised his chest: "Young Master Xu, right? I don't care how big you are. Xiaohui is my friend. Today she didn't want to offend you. I'll ask you to have a lot of adults. Don't be as good as girls. Everyone comes out to play. Please give me a look at my face tonight. If you have any unhappiness, just let it go."

After all, Song Zijie is also a CID inspector. If he was not undercover and his identity was inconvenient to be exposed, there was no need to reason with these dissatisfied guys, and he would directly handcuff it out and handcuff it to the police station for more than ten or twenty hours before talking about it.

"Haha." The tattooed man laughed, then rolled his eyes and said to Song Zijie: "Are you the old man? Who is the one who doesn't cover your crotch and makes you come out. If you say you give you face, you will give face? You know the person who knows the truth quickly, which makes Xu Shao upset and throws you out to sleep on the road."

The person watching the fun next to him also advised Song Zijie: "Be careful, Xu Shao's father is the boss of Lixin Bank. He has a wide range of hands and eyes. You can ruin your reputation with just one phone call. You might as well leave quickly and don't get into this muddy water."

People who run banks have always had a lot of friendship with the official, and just one phone call can make ordinary people lose their minds. It’s really not that they are talking big.

"Oh, is that?" Song Zijie sneered. Just a bank boss, how about he still uses his own CID inspector?

Besides, he is handling the case undercover, and even if the above is really pursuing it, he still has the excuse to blame him.

Song Zijie said to Xu Shao: "This young master, I still say the same thing, please be proud of yourself, so that everyone can get together tonight."

Before Mr. Xu could speak, the tattooed man beside him spoke first: "I would like to ask our eldest young master to raise his hands. Then you can ask me if I agree with this fist."

As he said that, he punched Song Zijie.

Song Zijie is a top student in the police school. Although his grades were not as good as Liu Jianming back then, he was among the best in all subjects, including fighting. How could he be afraid of a bad guy?

After easily dodging the tattooed man's punch, Song Zijie took advantage of the situation and kicked his butt.

The tattooed man really didn't expect that Song Zijie's reaction was so quick. He took the lead and not only did he not hit the opponent, but he was kicked and staggered, almost falling to bite the dog.

The tattooed man was so angry that he took out a switchblade from somewhere. He screamed and stabbed Song Zijie.

The people around melon-eating were screaming, and some timid even covered their eyes.

However, the scene of blood splashing for five steps did not appear as expected. Song Zijie turned sideways calmly, letting the tattooed man hit him, and then left his left foot to the other party's ankle.

The tattooed man immediately lost his balance and threw himself on the table, pressing the best round table into pieces, crackling sounds.

The tattooed man lay on the ground, cursing and just struggling to stand up.

Song Zijie walked up to him and kicked his forehead with a sudden kick.

The tattooed man suddenly felt a buzzing sound in his mind, and he lost consciousness and fainted.

"Smack!"

Young Master Xu clapped, laughed angrily, and said to Song Zijie: "Boy, are you very good at beating? You can tell me a name."

Why is Song Zijie afraid of him? Moreover, the heroine Long Xiaohui is right next to her. It is the time to show off and show off her. How can she admit defeat?

"My name is Billy. If you have the courage to take revenge, come and find me at any time." Song Zijie said to Xu Shao with a contempt.

"Is Billy? OK, I remember." Xu Shao said with a sarcastic smile.

At this moment, a group of people suddenly came out of the back hall of the dance hall.

When they saw the appearance of the person walking in front, the people watching the fun immediately retreated far away.

"It's Brother Haonan who is here, Situ Haonan, the leader of Tsingdong, is the big boss of the dance hall." A person who recognized the boss immediately reported Situ Haonan's true identity.

It turned out that Dongxing and Hong Xing were severely injured during Liu Jianming's tenure as the leader of the anti-gang group. After the two major societies lost their leader, they once stopped for a long time.

After this incident, the two old clubs also realized that the era of fighting and killing has completely passed.

Nowadays, it has become inevitable that the clubs will gain a foothold in Hong Kong Island and abandon their previous measures to grab territory and occupy the halls and collect protection fees.

Therefore, the club began to engage in formal industries, and those things that could not be put on the table were secretly hidden in the dark.

The best thing about Dongxing in this regard is Situ Haonan. He not only opened a dance hall and a nightclub, but also introduced foreign investment from Datuk Chan Kahne's yacht club, which made his career prosperous.

Therefore, in Tsingdong, you may not know the Chief of Police, but you will definitely know Situ Haonan.

At this moment, Situ Haonan, with her brown eyes and pursed her lips, went straight to the troubled area. She first glanced at the mess all over the ground, then checked the faint tattooed man, and finally came to Xu Shao and said apologetically: "I'm really sorry, Mr. Xu, I'm not happy tonight. Don't worry, all your consumption tonight will be included in me."

Xu Shao nodded. Situ Haonan was very famous. Even if his father saw him, he would be polite. Since the boss came to apologize in person, he would always have to give face.

"Brother Haonan, please ask that kid to apologize to me. Since he has stood up for the woman, let him drink that glass of wine. I will let him go tonight." Xu Shao said lightly, emphasizing the word "tonight".

"Hey, why do we apologize?! It was them who were wrong!" Long Xiaohui looked dissatisfied. The boss named Haonan was obviously a bird of a feather, and he clearly favored the surname Xu.

Long Xiaohui secretly pulled Song Zijie: "And, they said there was a problem with the wine and they couldn't drink it at all. Billy, don't listen to them. At worst, I can call my dad and see if they're so proud!"

Situ Haonan walked to Song Zijie, looked him up and down, and nodded, "No, not bad! Young people are very angry, but if you run to our Situ Haonan venue to relieve the fire, then you will find the wrong place."
Chapter completed!