In just five or seven days, two major incidents of gunfire were heard inside and outside the emperor's feet. The entire Sijiu City was like a hornet's nest that had exploded. No matter whether it was a white or a gangster, the officials had all had geographical ghosts from all walks of life. They heard the news from all over the world. Even the soldiers stationed near Sijiu City in the past were put away their past behavior of not returning to the camp at night and gambling. They tidied up military discipline and were careful to be wary.

Originally, the world was unstable, and Japan also had a new territorial position in the four eastern provinces. The price of refugees and defeated soldiers was pouring towards the surrounding area of ​​Sijiu City. It would be fine if some small things could be made that could cover up the past, but now it has caused constant gunfire around Sijiu City...

Everyone didn't say anything about the rules of the officials in the Republic of China, and knew it in their hearts that as long as the officials above pretended to be deaf and dumb, they ignored them, even if they demolished the bricks on the old city wall around the Sijiu City and went home to put on the kang, it would be a good thing for the best.

But if the officials above were asked to become serious, even if they lost their needles and threads, they would be able to cause a big fuse in the whole city and torture them all.

The old saying goes, if you don’t worry about the sky opening your eyes, you’re afraid that the officials will be serious. Isn’t that the saying goes?

Seeing that the reason for the guns were fired around Sijiu City was a big deal, the man who had just sat on the chair of the patrol police station in Sijiu City immediately sat down!

Originally, this man who became the director of the Sijiu City Police Station was already sixty years old. He had long been called a beauties in the wine, and he became a scumbag. He just relied on his wealth when he was young and was a member of the world. He had a good reputation and had a good way, but he was attracted by the people in the chrysanthemum society.

This man was also very self-aware. Even if he asked Jushe to spend money and effort to sit on the gold chair of the police station director, he would just think that he was a clay sculpture tablet. Seeing Tian'er sitting on duty, he would only accept the signature and stamp it when he came over. What he took out was a kind of obedient look like he was eating and waiting to die, and was not in trouble with others.

But as soon as the reason in front of him came, the man saw Tian'er entering the office of the patrol police station director who had not yet figured out the length, width and size, and had to stare at the newly installed telephone on the table.

Just waiting for the phone to ring like a thunderous sound. The old man who had just become the chief of the patrol station could immediately jump to the phone and grabbed the receiver. He respectfully agreed to the questioning and reprimanding of senior officials in the Republic of China government on the other end of the phone. As the senior official who was so angry that he got up, he became addicted to scolding him. The old man had to stand in front of the phone and stood in front of the phone and was scolded for half an hour, telling the senior official to get over his anger and stop!

After only three or two days of work, this master was really a quack in the 49th City. He was half true and became confused in front of his colleagues in the patrol station. He seemed to be disabled and had no choice but to do things. After asking someone to take him home, someone had a message, saying that the master at home was afraid of resting for three or seven years. You should ask for another clever position on the head of the police station chief.

In the face of the chaos and unstoppable moment, even if the golden chair of the director of the Beijing Municipal Patrol Bureau is really made of gold and is embedded with jade beads, no one dares to hold his butt upwards - then no one can see it. In the end, the matter was a matter of no place, and the designated one had to find a scapegoat to come out to hold the jar. But if you count the various official positions in the Sijiu City, then there is no one who is more suitable to use to hold the thunder than the director of the Patrol Bureau!

But snakes cannot do without heads, and birds cannot fly without wings. Although the patrol officers in the Beijing Municipal Patrol Bureau do not need to be managed by the director on weekdays, they all know that they go out to eat and get bribes and blackmail on the streets. But when there is really a serious job to do, no one is in the tribe, then it is really said that the patrol officers on the streets are a mess of sand and headless flies!

Think about it, think about it. The person who could almost put it on the Jin Jun of the patrol station director in Sijiu City counted it once, came to the door to invite him and also played tricks on his secret emotional intelligence. However, none of the people walking in Sijiu City were ignorant fools. Facing the benefits that seemed to be delivered to the door, the pies that fell from the sky either declined or refused to face each other, and there was no one who was deceived!

If it is private, many people in Sijiu City who are very good at hand have already figured out these two reasons, and they all know in their hearts that this is the scene of Master Yan Luo fighting. No matter who loses and who wins, it is better if any kids get involved!

Since that's the case, I'm so full that I'm going to hit the mourning!

Seeing that the strange things that officials and no one did after the opening of the Republic of China were put in the teahouse on Zhushikouer Street, Duan got up early, but was like the usual peaceful and stable scene of drinking tea and dealing with things safely. In the morning, he sent his hands to a letter stall on Zhushikouer Street, and brought the former Qing scholar who wrote letters and read the letters of that generation and sneaked into the teahouse.

It was still the big golden sword sitting on the head of the door of the teahouse. Master Duan opened his pair of fat meat and squeezed it into his eyes, looking up and down at the inexplicable letter-written Mr. who asked someone to come to the teahouse. He didn't say a word for a long time, but he looked at the shocked and suspicious letter-written Mr. Duan felt uncomfortable all over, and there was a layer of white hair sweat on his back neck...

Just last night, several geographical ghosts who had been under his command for many years were heard from him. Just so I went into a small courtyard that Duan had newly built in Fuchen Hutong on Zhushikouer Street. After explaining the reason in a few words, they all left in the dark with the thick rewards that Mr. Duan had given.

After getting the third update, Mr. Duan had already understood the reasons for the 57-day incident in Sijiu City. He also knew that Mr. Mei, who was scared and brave, was now living in the Six Kingdoms Hotel. He was talking about the stakes hidden in Sijiu City No. 20 and 30, and he was carrying a hard fire house in his hands. Even if the soldiers around Sijiu City surrounded the Six Kingdoms Hotel and wanted to arrest the scared and brave Mr. Mei, those stakes could withstand several rounds with the stakes in their hands!

On the side of the Ching Society, although he had to report the news from his own eyes, the Ching Society rushed out of the city to capture Mr. Mei, but in the end, the Ching Society, who was influential, killed a lot of people in the Ching Society and shot him back. Not only did he not catch Mr. Mei, he himself lost several generals. At present, the Ching Society, Mr. Dai, was furious and wanted to scratch Mr. Mei every day, so that he could relieve his hatred!

In such a crowded scene, even if a person who is really capable of peeling off the cocoons, he would not dare to touch this messy reason - he had to make a clear understanding of the reasons. Which one can spare such troublesome people, which one has revealed his foundation?!

But if you really want to deal with this messy scene, there is no way. According to Mr. Duan’s way of spending many years with the officials in Sijiu City, he either found some suitable scapegoats to kill the thunder in public, or made some specious reasons to cover his face, and then used thunder to deal with those people who could not tell the truth, the officials in the Beijing Municipal Government are not fools, so they are naturally confused. This is a thing that makes everyone’s face look bad, and they just think that it has never happened!

At present, the four nine cities are almost a big city. I am afraid that all the characters in the chrysanthemum and the gay club have to be carefully dormant, so as not to reveal too many signs in front of people. Since that is the case...

Isn't this the key rusts into the keyhole, and it looks stuck tightly and cannot move. But just take a small watering can and drop a few drops of sesame oil between each other and move a few back and forth, can you find a scene with complete styling?

His head was thinking back and forth about how to play with this matter and how much benefits he could get in private. Mr. Duan's small eyes were circling for a long time, and finally he shouted at the letter-written gentleman who had been standing in front of him for a long time: "What...what do you...will you write?"

"Reply to your words, letters, pledged diplomas, contracts for the Chinese security, and books on small accounts can still be processed."

"Have you written this...a letter of recommendation?"

"Can handle one or two!"

"Then you write me a letter of recommendation, write it carefully, and write it out...that...that...that's the meaning of self-confidence!"

"Mao Suizi... Master Duan, what do you want to say about love is Mao Suizizi?"

He waved his hand impatiently, and Master Duan twisted his neck and shouted, "That's what you mean, just explain it clearly in the letter of recommendation for Master Duan. Now there are chaos in the Sijiu City and others can't deal with it. My surname is Duan, but I can hold a handful of hand! Finally, you write me a brief day - within seven days, Master Duan, I will be able to cut off the serious case in the Sijiu City!"

Looking at Mr. Duan's shameless appearance, he wrote a letter for a long time before he stumbled at Mr. Duan and asked, "Mr. Duan, do you... do you want to learn from the self-recommendation back then or make a military order? Such a document... I... Master Duan, I forgive me for being a little bit unintentional, and I really can't serve you..."

With a rough face, Mr. Duan raised his hand and took out a big ocean from his arms, and threw it into the arms of Mr. Shu: "If you ask me to write, write it, and I will take out all your energy to feed Mr. Duan! If you write well, you will continue to set up the letter stall on Zhushikouer Street. If you don't write well..."

Halfway through speaking, the letter-written man looked at Mr. Duan's grinning look and hurriedly responded to Mr. Duan's words in a low voice: "I must be very happy to serve Mr. Duan here... It's just Mr. Duan, who did you write your self-recommendation military order?"

"Is this a turn to you to write?"

"......No, I have to have a title of raising my head, right?"
Chapter completed!