My Private Marvel System

"..." Dole lightly tasted the spirits in the glass and sneered. Leng Ruobing is still quite capable, and his intuition is good, but it is a pity that he never wants to find evidence. Even if the evidence is found, it will be her death date!!

Seeing Dole ignoring herself, Angel snorted angrily, picked up her glass and drank it.

"Do you believe in fate?" Putting down the wine glass, Angel asked Xiang Dole with a breath of wine. There was a hint of aroma in the wine, and her blurred eyes could not find the focus.

What do you want to say? Dole was too lazy to answer, just shook the wine in his hand to signal that he was listening.

Angel doesn't seem to need him to answer, maybe she wants the listener, or she may be asking herself.

"I never believed in fate...but I was played around by fate...why...why does fate play me like this? Uh...people still believe in fate...I obviously love him so much... But he loves others behind my back...I'm not convinced!!!" Angel screamed nervously after speaking, and then grabbed the wine glass in Dol's hand and drank it.

Dorr quietly watched Angel crying and making noises, sighing in his heart that the forest is big and there are all kinds of birds. At noon, he was still so gentle, and his capable appearance has now become this kind of virtue.

Angel poured spirits into her belly two or three cups. Drinking and dropping the glass, looking at Dole with a weird face. It made him somewhat inexplicable. This Angel seemed to be less than 30 years old, but her appearance was extremely pure and sweet. Although she could not be called an alluring beauty, she was still pretty. Now he is even more drunk, his original face turned red by alcohol, and his blurred eyes are enough to fascinate a bunch of men. If it wasn't Dole now, but someone with a slightly wrong mind would definitely "do" her on the spot. Dole couldn't help but sigh, doesn't this woman know the darkness of society?

After watching for a long time, Angel asked with a burp. "Huh, what time is it now?"

"Ten thirty." Are you going back?

"Hehe, you don't leave yet, and if Ruobing comes, you won't be pleasing to your eyes." Angel suddenly showed a mischievous look, and then raised her hand to poke Dole in the face. Dole avoided her hand and asked casually. "She is coming?" What is she doing? Is it for him?

"Hmm... I told her to stay away from you. You are a dangerous guy, but she won't listen. But this time... but... in the province... hiccups."

Ok? Province? Dole scanned the middle of the field through the translucent glass. After thinking about it, call the waiter. "Where is your elder brother?"

"Wait a minute." After a while, the private room door opened again, but it was not Yun Feiling that came in, but his younger brother Yun Lingyang.

"Mr. Dole, my eldest brother went to Australia for a trip. What do you have to say?" Dole had a good impression of the two brothers. Not only did he treat him respectfully, the wine he drank here was also a lot of money. Although it was a bit embarrassing to drink for so long, they didn't collect the money, and he couldn't help them in gang fights. An X-rank killer helped a group of small gangsters fight, and it was spread out to death.

"Oh, nothing, the police checked tonight?" Chin pointed at the vendors in the middle of the market who were still selling ecstasy, K^ powder and other things.

Yun Lingyang was taken aback for a moment, shook his head, and said in doubt. "Impossible, we haven't received any news." Every time they "strike hard" or "anti-pornography", they will be notified in advance. I just "scanned" it once last month, and it stands to reason that I won't be "scanning" again next month, and I haven't received any news today.

"Maybe I'm too worried." Dole smiled, indicating that there is nothing else to do.

Out of the private room, Yun Lingyang frowned and thought for a while, beckoning to a waiter to give a few words in a low voice, and then leave quickly.

Within ten minutes, the lights in the entire bar suddenly turned on, the music stopped abruptly, a nice voice came from the microphone, and the sweet voice of a woman. "Gentlemen and ladies, friends, in order to clean up the atmosphere of the bar, the police conduct an interim inspection. Please cooperate. Sit down and don't walk around, so as not to cause unnecessary misunderstanding."

Many police officers came this time, and the doorway, aisle, and restrooms were all controlled. It seemed that tonight was a planned assault. Five or six policemen were divided into groups of ten and started to conduct separate inspections.

"Well, I'm not wrong, hehe..." An Qier, who was asleep in a daze, was awakened, and she began to hold Dole's arm, shaking and squeezing.

Dole burped alcohol and stood up. "I'm leaving." It's too early, and I have to go to school tomorrow.

"Uh, then you...send me... uh, send me back..." After she finally finished speaking, Angel spread her whole body on Dole's arm.

"Where is your home?" It was really troublesome.

"My house...my house..." "My house" mumbled for a long time and finally didn't give a specific address. At this moment, the door of the box was opened, and three figures stood blocking the door. "Sorry, routine check!" Someone turned on the light switch of the box with the sound. The originally semi-dark box instantly became bright. The sudden light made Angel uncomfortable, and she instinctively bowed her head to avoid the dazzling light.

Dole knew who the person was just by listening to the voice, which was too familiar to her. Cold! It's really a narrow road. She sighed in her heart and stood up swayingly. It seems that she did drink a little more tonight. This Angel talked endlessly, and she was not seen as such a long-winded person in the Public Security Bureau. With Angel, who was about to spread into a puddle of mud in his arm, Dole was stopped just a few steps.

"It's you again..." Leng Ruobing saw that it was Dole who was in front of the bag, and the woman who was still drunk on her arm could not lift her head. She frowned, staring at him coldly with her beautiful eyes. Coldly. "Dole, what's going on?" Lin Yujia likes him so much, he even went to the bar to play with women, what a brute! The cousin really looked away, she would like such a bastard.

"I..." Although he was very upset with the cold tone, he was in no mood to argue with her today. It seems that Angel and Leng Ruobing have a good relationship, so just leave Angel to her.

Just about to speak, let Leng Ruobing take Angel, suddenly dizzy before her eyes, and her body fell forward involuntarily. Dole reached out instinctively to grasp something to keep his balance.

"..."

"boom!"

An empty wine bottle slammed on his head, and the thick and powerful wine bottle was smashed to pieces, leaving only a glass block in his cold hand.

"You bastard..." Seeing Dorr who fell softly, Leng Ruo kicked down again, and the woman who had just kicked her feet with Dorr fell into a daze and sat up in a daze. "It turned out to be Ruobing, uh." Just as he said, he gave a big alcoholic hiccup. I don't know how she recognized being drunk.

"Sister An? How did you drink it like this?" Leng Ruobing didn't expect this woman to be Angel, and quickly reached out to help her.

The two police officers at the door were stunned and watched as Leng Ruobing picked up an empty wine bottle and slammed it on the drunk man's head, then patched his feet, not knowing what happened. Just when they were stunned, a middle-aged man in casual clothes happened to pass by the door of the private room and saw what was happening. He frowned and walked in quickly and whispered. "Captain Leng, what are you doing?"

The middle-aged man knelt down to check Dole's situation and shouted to the police at the door. "call the ambulance."

The next day, Leng Ruobing, who had just started work, was told by a colleague that the director was waiting for her in the office and was still angry.

Leng Ruobing didn't know what annoyed the director, and cautiously knocked on the door of the director's office full of doubts.

"Come in!" Just by listening to the voice, you can hear that the Secretary is in a terrible mood.

"Comrade Leng Ruobing, how did you do it!!" Sure enough, Leng Ruobing shuddered when he immediately slapped the table when he entered the office. She still doesn't know what she has done wrong to make the director so angry.

But Director Zhu's next words quickly made her understand. "I asked you to cooperate with the comrades in the province to investigate entertainment venues and rectify the atmosphere. I didn't ask you to beat people into hospitals. Just beat people like that. Are you a policeman or a gang?"

"Director, he attacked me first." It turned out that it was the matter last night. Leng Ruobing couldn't help but hurriedly wanted to explain, but before she could finish her words, Director Zhu unceremoniously interrupted her.

"I'd like to ask what they used to attack you?" Director Zhu Fei snorted, wanting to quibble after doing something wrong? It's not that he hasn't read other police officers' reports. If you dare to hit someone else's head with a wine bottle for no reason in a public place, you have to find a difference first. She was fine, and she started directly without saying a few words.

Leng Ruobing was speechless at once, and he couldn't tell the director about that guy's attack on his chest. At that time, she was facing the door of the private room with her back, so the two police officers at the door could not have seen the guy's hand catching her chest.

Just when he blushed coldly and said that he couldn't say anything, the director grabbed a few pieces of paper in front of him and threw it over. "Look at what this is."

what? Leng Ruobing picked up the pieces of paper in doubt, and only saw a few words in the hospital diagnosis report. Before he had time to read the contents below, Director Zhu Fei roared again. "It's the hospital's inspection report! The diagnosis showed that there were several black spots in his brain, and the hospital now suspects it is congestion. If it is serious, surgery will be required! You have beaten people to cerebral congestion, dare you say Didn't do it?" Zhu Fei feels his lungs are almost exploding now! It's really annoying every year, especially this year. The bank robbery a few days ago hadn't gotten any clues. This time, when he was beating people coldly, he was caught by a superior supervisor.

Leng Ruobing looked at the results on the hospital's diagnosis report in shock and speechless. "Director, this..." This is too absurd. Just smash it into a cerebral congestion? Is his head made of tofu?

"If his parents are still there, do you think you can continue to wear this police uniform? It would be strange if you didn't go to jail. If you let the school know, do you know how bad the social impact is?" Zhu Fei The fat on the chief's cheeks trembled with anger. If this matter really makes a big deal, and it involves the first few things, I am afraid that my black hat will not be able to keep it.

"I..." gritted his teeth, and reluctantly chose to remain silent. In this situation, no matter how much I said, I would be regarded as a sophistry. I am afraid that the more I talk about the director, the more angry.

Seeing that Leng Ruobing lowered his head and stopped speaking, Zhu Fei trained a few words before opening the drawer, taking out a thick envelope and threw it in front of Leng Ruobing. "This is 30,000 yuan. Take it and settle this matter. Don't I need to teach you how to do it? If you can't keep this matter private, you're ready to direct traffic!!!"

"Your annual bonus is gone!" Without waiting for Leng Ruobing to speak again, Zhu Fei waved his hand impatiently and motioned for her to go out quickly.

"Ruobing, what's the matter, my face is so ugly? Who provoke you?" Leng Ruobing was stopped as soon as he quit from the office of the director, and the person here was Angel. She hadn't woken up from the hangover last night, obviously she rushed to work with dark circles under her eyes before she even had time to paint. Seeing Leng Ruobing walking out of the director's office, he hurried over and asked.

"That **** must have pretended to be." Leng Ruobing said angrily, and said Director Zhu's words and the things in the nightclub last night. But she still concealed Dole's attack on her chest. Although I was a little angry at the time, I had never heard of cerebral congestion caused by being hit by a wine bottle.

Angel was stunned. "Ah? So I really drank with him last night. I thought I had a dream." She just remembered in a daze that she went to Fengwu for nine days to drink and sorrow last night. She was drinking and seeing the afternoon. Dol, who was brought by Leng Ruobing, may have given her courage. She forgot the fear in the afternoon, as if she had looked for him in the private room later, and then she would have nothing to do with what happened. I'm not impressed anymore, but I wake up in the morning and find that I am in my bed with a splitting headache. She rushed over to work after taking two painkillers. I just realized that I was sent home coldly.

Others say that using alcohol to relieve their sorrows is even more worrying, but after being drunk last night, my depressed mood has improved a lot.

"Okay, don't be angry." Angel asked after some comfort. "Didn't Zhu Ju ask you to apologize to him? Do you need me to accompany you?" She was really worried that she would let Leng Ruobing go to the hospital alone to face that Dole, and she might do something excessive with her personality. If this happens, things will get worse.

Leng Ruobing sighed depressed, and could only follow Angel downstairs ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ into Angel's car.

It's better now, not only to apologize to that bastard, but also to lose his bonus. Is that guy a broom star? Shouldn't I really listen to Sister An's words to stay away from him, it seems that few things have gone well since I met that guy.

Just as she was full of random thoughts, Angel had already drove the car to the entrance of the hospital.

In front of the hospital desk to find out which ward Dorr lived in, the nurse told them that Dorr was discharged early in the morning.

"Leave the hospital? How is it possible?" An Qi'er couldn't believe it. Didn't he have congestion in his brain? How could he be discharged from the hospital.

"He woke up in the morning and the doctor said he had to stay in the hospital for observation. He insisted on saying that he had no money to stay in the hospital, and he just wanted to be discharged. There was nothing we could do." The nurse explained.

When I got out of the hospital, Leng Ruobing couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief. I didn’t know how many times I had practiced and how to apologize. But when I thought of the situation that I would be laughed at by that guy when I opened my mouth, I didn’t get angry, but maybe that guy. Seeing this 30,000 yuan, I might be dizzy. Thirty thousand yuan is not a small amount. It is said that money can make ghosts push, when did you see that poor boy...