As a local policeman, is it appropriate for you to take over the job of a criminal policeman?

"Dalong, Xiaolong, just watch and don't do anything. Take pictures as evidence." The old man turned around and said to his two sons.

Seeing the old man's tough attitude, Brother Dao also got angry. He narrowed his eyes and sneered, "Do you think I really don't dare to do it?"

The old man seemed to be determined to do it, and glanced at Brother Dao, "Come on if you have the guts, you coward."

"What are you talking about, you old fool? Are you looking for death?" When the younger brothers behind saw their boss being scolded, they raised their weapons and cursed back.

I thought I could scare the old man, but Old Chen showed no disdain at all and said calmly:

“Barking dogs never bite.”

As soon as these words came out, all the hooligans present were immediately enraged. Brother Dao's face turned black and purple, and he slowly said:

"Old Chen, I see you've been around before, so I'll give you some face. Don't think you can really take advantage of me."

At this point, Brother Dao raised the iron rod in his hand, pointed it at the father and his two sons, and shouted, "Go ahead, beat them up, beat them hard!"

The younger brothers behind had already lost their patience. At a command from Brother Dao, a group of people pounced out like vicious dogs.

The big dragon and the little dragon behind Old Chen were not afraid at all. They rushed out from behind without a sound and instantly got entangled with a dozen of his younger brothers.

Even though these little brothers looked very powerful, they didn't gain any advantage when they met Dalong and Xiaolong.

Several people were knocked down by the two men's continuous punches, and their iron rods had no other effect except making them pause for a moment.

Brother Dao rushed forward with everyone else, staring at Dalong. When he saw the right opportunity, he hit Dalong on the head with a stick. Immediately, blood burst out from Dalong's head and flowed down his cheeks.

Dalong cried out in pain, blood flowed into his eyes, blinding him for a moment, and several of his younger brothers took the opportunity to beat him up with iron rods.

"elder brother!"

"big dragon!"

Old Chen and Xiaolong shouted in worry and rushed towards Dalong together.

Later, Sun Jinghua clenched his fists and was extremely angry. As a policeman, he found it hard to accept that someone was beaten in broad daylight.

"Brother Ye, arrest him."

Ye Lin said calmly: "Catching is useless. It's just a fight. Let's keep waiting. If the three fathers and sons are in danger, we will take action. Let's get in first."

After saying that, Ye Lin rushed towards Xiaolong's charge route, pretending to be hit by Xiaolong's fist, and then rolled backwards and fell to the ground.

Seeing this familiar and smooth operation, Sun Jinghua opened his mouth wide. Wow, you can play it this way.

Ye Lin, who was lying on the ground, gave him a look, urging him to hurry up.

Poor little Sun also tried to rush over, but this kid was too honest and didn't learn the essence of the trick. Xiaolong punched him on the right cheek, which instantly became swollen.

He cried out in pain and fell beside Ye Lin.

Ye Lin next to him gave him a disdainful look, as if mocking his unprofessionalism.

Sun Jinghua really wanted to cry. I’m a thief catcher and I can’t play the role of a thief.

As the saying goes, two fists are no match for four hands. Although the Chen family's father and sons are brave enough, they are no match for this group of thugs after a while, especially Brother Dao, who specifically looks for opportunities to strike.

Xiaolong was also hit on the calf by a stick. He limped and was knocked to the ground by several of his younger brothers.

There was only one Old Man Chen left. This old man was also very fierce. He held two short sticks and attacked left and right, and managed to knock down three more people. However, he was still not strong enough and was knocked to the ground by Brother Dao with a hit on the head.

"You old thing, you actually dared to hurt me." Brother Dao stepped hard on Old Chen's head and crushed it hard.

Old Chen let out a scream, "Ah--" and beads of sweat the size of beans oozed out of his forehead. Mixing with the blood on his face, it added a sense of misery to his painful and distorted face.

Seeing Old Chen's painful expression, Brother Dao seemed to feel a little better and lifted his foot.

"Tie them up for me." Brother Dao shouted.

Suddenly, several younger brothers who were lying on the ground crawled up one by one, as if they had just been sleeping.

"Damn, are they all pretending?" Sun Jinghua looked shocked.

"This is called a way to survive. What's the use of pretending? How many people do you think are willing to die? Just do it this way." Ye Lin taught.

Then he pulled Sun Jinghua up and stood up, followed by a few thugs who tied up the Chen family's two sons.

Brother Dao took a stool and sat in the middle of the yard. As soon as he sat down, he saw Ye Lin and Sun Jinghua standing on the side.

Brother Dao looked at his younger brother in confusion, then looked at the two of them, and said, "No, I was wondering who you two are and how did you get in here?"

When Ye Lin saw Brother Dao talking, he quickly walked up to him in a flattering manner, "Brother Dao, my name is Linzi, and this is my brother Huazi. We are from other places. I heard that I can make money by following you, so I thought about coming here to work with you."

"Brother Dao, we also joined in the fight between these three men. Look at my brother, his face is swollen." Ye Lin pulled Sun Jinghua over and pointed at his swollen face that was hit by Xiaolong just now.

Brother Dao looked at us with a helpless expression, "No, you came from other places, and when you saw us doing something, you just followed us in and started working?"

"Yes, Brother Dao, we brothers are from a small place and don't know the rules. Please teach us." Ye Lin took out the pack of cigarettes, opened it in a few seconds, handed a cigarette to Brother Dao, and diligently lit the lighter.

Dao Ge held the cigarette in his hand, frowned, and said to the brothers behind him: "Did you let these two guys in?"

The younger brother at the door just now stood up helplessly and said with a smile: "Brother Dao, I just think these two are a bit interesting. Do you think they are quite reasonable?"

"Interesting? Haha. Will it be useful once you get the hang of it?" Brother Dao scolded his younger brother.

"We are not gangsters and we are not recruiting. But since you have contributed just now, just follow me." Brother Dao gestured to Ye Lin to light a cigarette for him, and Ye Lin quickly and attentively lit it.

Brother Dao took a puff of his cigarette and motioned Ye Lin to stand aside first.

Then he sat on the chair, crossed his legs, looked at the three people kneeling with arrogance, and said slowly:

"Old Chen, how about it, are you convinced?"

Old Chen snorted coldly and turned away, looking unconvinced.

A fierce light flashed in Brother Dao's eyes, and he was about to pick up the iron rod to hit again when suddenly a figure jumped out.

Snapped!

The man who kicked Old Chen to the ground with one kick and then rode on him and beat him up was none other than Ye Lin.

This sudden scene made Brother Dao too embarrassed to take action, and he could only put down the iron rod in disappointment.

Sun Jinghua, his accomplice, was still standing there in a daze, looking at him stupidly, not understanding what Ye Lin was trying to do. We are here to gather information, not to be hooligans.