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

However, he recently discovered a problem. Small particles began to grow on his face and his body began to develop.

The sudden growth irritated him for a while, but then he put it behind him because he found more interesting things to do.

He began to be interested in women. He used to think that the girls in his class were very pretentious, wearing braids and skirts, but now that he thought about it, they seemed quite pretty.

Driven by desire, he had the desire to explore certain knowledge for the first time.

However, his path to knowledge was different from that of others. He went to video halls and Internet cafes, where the owners would store some videos. He would wait there until late at night and then beg the owners to show him the videos.

The boss didn't refuse because the boy was quite generous. He began to immerse himself in the white picture.

The pimples on his face were increasing in number, and the anger in his heart was growing, so he wanted to find a place to vent.

Mao Renfeng and Wu Xiuhua also noticed that their grandson had grown up. They happily prepared some traditional food supplements for Mao Xiaolin, such as chicken stewed with Panax notoginseng, which made Mao Xiaolin feel so happy.

After waiting for a long time until school started in September, as soon as Mao Xiaolin entered the school, his eyes began to glare at the female classmates and teachers like a hungry wolf, making many female classmates feel nervous.

If he was still afraid of Ye Lin when he was in the first grade last semester, now driven by hormones, he is no longer afraid of anything. All he wants now is to vent.

After a summer vacation, Zhong Yuwen didn't grow much taller and was still so thin and small. Just after school, he was blocked by Mao Xiaolin.

The 1.75-meter-tall figure pressed Zhong Yuwen against the wall.

"Mao Xiaolin, what are you doing? The police came to you last time, so don't do anything rash." Zhong Yuwen couldn't resist at all, so he could only bring up the police, hoping to scare him away.

However, he didn't expect that Mao Xiaolin was a little crazy now. It would have been fine if he didn't mention the police. Once he mentioned the police, he thought of how Ye Lin pressed him against the wall and kicked him away.

"Police, right? If you hadn't called the police last time, would the police have beaten me? This account will be held against you." Mao Xiaolin said viciously.

Then he pulled Zhong Yuwen out, kicked him to the ground, and kicked him hard.

Zhong Yuwen couldn't run away, nor did he dare to run. He could only lie on the ground with his head in his hands and beg for mercy.

Hearing Zhong Yuwen's screams, Mao Xiaolin felt very excited and felt an indescribable pleasure all over his body. He jumped into the air excitedly, and then stomped hard on Zhong Yuwen's waist and head with his right foot.

He didn't stop until he ran out of strength. It had been a long time since I felt bullied like this.

"If you dare to report to the police next time, I will beat you to death!"

Finally, Mao Xiaolin left after saying something harsh.

Zhong Yuwen now only feels one word: pain.

He had a headache and pain in his waist. He tried to stand up, but he felt a piercing pain in his waist.

He couldn't help but scream in pain. His scream immediately attracted the attention of passers-by, who immediately called 120 and sent him to the hospital for emergency treatment.

Zhong Jinwen rushed into the hospital like a madman. He was still looking at the case materials when he received the news that the child had been beaten and sent for emergency treatment.

"Doctor, how is Zhong Yuwen? He is my son. How is my son?" He, who is usually eloquent, could no longer speak complete sentences.

My hands and feet were shaking, my whole body was shaking.

"You are Zhong Yuwen's parent, right? Come here and sign quickly. Your son has internal organs ruptured and is being treated."

"Ruptured internal organs? How could this happen? How could this happen? Wuuuuuuu——" Zhong Jinwen couldn't bear it anymore. Why did his son have to suffer like this?

"Son, how is my son? Where is my son?" A middle-aged woman rushed in, grabbed Zhong Jinwen and asked frantically. This was Zhong Jinwen's mother Zhai Yufang.

"Ma'am, calm down. Your son is being rescued. Please stay quiet."

"How can I stay calm? How can I stay calm? My son was beaten and needs emergency treatment."

"Zhong Jinwen, if you are still a man, go and avenge your son!" Zhai Yufang has gone crazy, and her love for her son has completely transcended the law.

Zhong Jinwen suddenly woke up, wiped his tears, and rushed out with red eyes.

Hit my son, hit my son, I’ll kill you!

Mao Xiaolin's family runs a chess and card room. There is a shop in front and a house in the back. Every day, a group of people play mahjong and other cards in there, some smoke, some quarrel, and all kinds of people.

He grew up in such an environment. His grandparents played mahjong together there every day. They gave their grandson whatever he wanted, and as for discipline, that was all forgotten.

Mao Renfeng was already listening to the cards. He touched a card and kept rubbing it with his thumb. Suddenly, his eyebrows raised and he threw the card hard on the table: "Get rich! I drew a big three by myself, hahahaha."

Before he could finish being happy, a stick hit the mahjong table hard, and then someone suddenly overturned the mahjong table. The mahjong tiles rolled all over the floor, and there was no more big three yuan.

"Mao Xiaolin, where is Mao Xiaolin? Where is he?" The man roared at Mao Renfeng like an angry beast.

It was Zhong Jinwen who came to avenge his son.

When Mao Renfeng saw that it was him, he also got angry. You want to bully me? Okay.

"My grandson is not here. You want to cause trouble, right? Come find me. Come on, hit me on the head. Hit me hard!" Mao Renfeng lowered his head and pushed towards Zhong Jinwen.

He was sure that no one would dare to hit an old man like him. He had used this trick several times before, and those who came to cause trouble had finally given in.

Who would want to fight with a 70-year-old man? If you are not careful, you might get killed or injured. It is a lifelong thing.

"You fucking think I don't dare, right? I'll just kill you!" Zhong Jinwen was also going crazy. His son was being rescued, and his wife was scolding him, and he didn't want to get better either.

Let's die together!

He shouted loudly, pushed Mao Renfeng away, and swung the stick in his hand to hit Mao Renfeng!

Seeing that Zhong Jinwen had gone mad, the people around him quickly grabbed Mao Renfeng and pulled him back violently.

Bang!

With a dull thud, the wooden stick hit the floor hard. The floor was fine, but the stick broke directly into two pieces.

Mao Renfeng was also scared, it was real.

"Where is that little beast Mao Xiaolin? Where is he? I want to kill him! Kill him!" Zhong Jinwen took half a wooden stick and threw it at Mao Renfeng.

Mao Renfeng was unable to dodge and was hit on the head by the wooden stick, and blood immediately flowed out.

"It's bleeding, it's killing people!"

When they saw the blood, the people around knew that things had gotten out of hand and they rushed out in panic.