The Most Powerful Young Man

After Peng Jiang scolded Peng Yun, he turned his face to look at Wu Jingtian, and said: "Wu Shao, don't worry, I will take care of this matter, and I will let Peng Yun go to Wu's house to kowtow and admit his mistakes later!"

Wu Jingtian squinted at Peng Jiang and said nothing.

Peng Jiang was stared at by Wu Jingtian with such a look, he felt unspeakably uncomfortable all over his body, and finally lowered his head.

"Director Peng, you are very smart, but don't use your cleverness where it shouldn't be used." Wu Jingtian said with a smile.

"..." Peng Jiang's expression changed slightly.

"Go to our house and kowtow to me to admit my mistake? Haha, do you think that in front of my grandpa and my father, even if I am angry in my heart, I dare not do anything? If you think so, then I will tell you that you are wrong. !"

Peng Jiang lowered his head, a little afraid to touch Wu Jingtian's eyes.

"Director Peng, if you want to take Peng Yun away, do I have to let you take it away?" Wu Jingtian stared at Peng Yun with his eyes like a knife. "It is me who offends him, and how to deal with him is also what I said. After all, do you really think I will give you such a face?"

Beads of sweat leaked out of Peng Jiang's forehead.

In his opinion, although Peng Yun provoked the matter this time, Wu Jingtian and the group of people have not suffered any harm, so why bother to hold on to it? This is a bit out of compliance, but when he thought of this, he suddenly realized one thing.

People Wu Jingtian, why must he be consistent with him?

After all, Wu Jingtian is still a young man. For example, Wu Jingtian saw this and saw his inner thoughts, so he said it straightforwardly. However, if it is an old fox in officialdom, even if he really sees it. These will also pretend to be unaware. After all, Wu Jingtian is still too young.

Oh, of course, there is also a possibility that others are pretending to be confused, but Wu Jingtian is too lazy to pretend to be confused.

In Wu Jingtian's eyes, what kind of face does Peng Jiang have?

"Young Master Wu, do you really want to do things absolutely?" Peng Jiang said with a wry smile.

In any case, Peng Yun is his nephew! Although Peng Jiang didn't want to offend the Wu family, he had to say something, otherwise he would not be able to raise his head at home in the future.

What would his relatives think of him, what would his younger brothers think of him, and what would his parents think of him?

Those people's eyes were not something Peng Jiang could afford, so he wanted to save Peng Yun no matter what.

"Director Peng, almost done." Wu Jingtian glanced at Peng Jiang and said with a smile.

It's just that his smile like this doesn't seem to be the least kind of intimacy in Peng Jiang's view, but it makes him feel a pressure.

Wu Jingtian has already spoken very politely. If people want to say something unpleasant, it's just one sentence: "The surname is Peng, Lao Tzu has already given you a lot of face, so don't push your nose to shame you!"

Anyway, the meaning in Wu Jingtian's words sounds like this to Peng Jiang.

His face was very ugly, but no matter how ugly, he couldn't scare anyone. For example, before, Wu Jingtian would not give him the slightest face.

"Master Wu, I understand." Peng Jiang sighed.

"Take people away for me!" Wu Jingtian said in a deep voice.

After saying this, he took Xiao Yao, Yan Qing, Jiang Xiaolin, and others to take the lead and walked out, while the remaining soldiers took the killer and Peng Yun into custody and followed Wu Jingtian.

After everyone in the army had left, Wu Song began to express his dissatisfaction.

"Peng Ju, just forget about this matter?" Wu Song asked.

"Otherwise?" Peng Jiang glanced at him and asked with a smile.

"I'm not convinced! This is a matter of our public security system. What does it have to do with his martial arts family? Everyone is not in the same system. What does he mean?" Wu Song was indeed very angry. He was the director of this branch, but The other party brought soldiers to take away the police from his station. This was like slapped his face!

Peng Jiang looked at Wu Song with disgust in his eyes.

"When people were here before, why didn't I hear you say this? Wu Song, don't think of others as idiots. If you are really capable, I will drive you to the military area. You can talk to Wu Peilin?" Peng Jiang sneered.

"..." After listening to Peng Jiang's words, Wu Song also hurriedly chose to be silent, feeling a little depressed. Originally, this matter had nothing to do with him. Even if the Wu family really wanted to pursue the responsibility, it means at most. He is poorly supervised, what else can he do with him?

Although Wu Jingtian slapped Wu Song in the face this time, isn't even Peng Jiang slapped in the face?

That Peng Yun is Peng Jiang's nephew, but did Wu Jingtian give Peng Jiang face?

Peng Jiang has already opened his posture very low, does Wu Jingtian take care of him?

Thinking of this, Wu Song's mood has improved a lot. Anyway, the head of his family has been slapped in the face by others. What's the point of his grievance? Thinking of this, he wanted to whistle.

As the saying goes, people are more popular than others. If you can find a sense of superiority in Peng Jiang, Wu Song thinks it is also a very happy thing.

"Humph." Peng Jiang snorted coldly. His expression looks very complicated. No one knows what he is still thinking about at this time, but no matter what he thinks, it doesn't matter to Wu Song now. .

After Peng Jiang did it, Wu Song breathed a sigh of relief.

"Director Wu, are we all over?" A middle-aged policeman approached Wu Song and whispered, "This time, you have offended Peng Ju!"

"Offensive?" Wu Song sneered, glanced at the middle-aged policeman, and said, "You can see it, can't I see it? But even if it is offended, how can this Peng Jiang? Sitting in his position are both talking!"

The middle-aged policeman was a little surprised when he heard Wu Song's words. He narrowed his eyes and asked, "You mean, the Wu family won't let Peng Jiang go so easily?"

Wu Song shook his head: "I can see that Wu Jingtian is not the kind of person who likes to settle accounts after autumn. Since he hadn't been too embarrassed by Peng Jiang before, naturally he wouldn't go to Peng Jiang for trouble afterwards."

After listening to Wu Song's words, the policeman became even more confused.

"Since this is the case, why did you just say..."

"Nonsense, I just said that Wu Jingtian would not trouble Peng Jiang. When did I say that Peng Jiang would not trouble Wu Jingtian?" Wu Song said in a bad mood.

The middle-aged policeman was surprised and a little surprised: "Director Wu, what you mean is that even if Wu Jingtian will not trouble Peng Ju, Peng Ju himself will go to Wu Jingtian's trouble?"

"In my opinion, that's it." Peng Jiang nodded, "It would be impossible to let Peng Jiang ignore Peng Yun. If Peng Jiang really didn't care about Peng Yun, it would not have been possible before. I also asked Wu Jingtian to ask for a face for Peng Yun, but it is a pity that Wu Jingtian didn't plan to save him face at all, so what else could he do?"

Speaking of this, Wu Song waved his hand, expressing that he was unwilling to continue speaking, turned around, and walked into the office, ready to rest.

After Wu Song left, the middle-aged policeman's eyes rolled.

"Hey, this time, it has become a little complicated." The middle-aged policeman said with a smile...

Wu Jingtian, the assassin and Peng Yun, handed them over to the people under his hands.

As soon as he sat down, Wu Jingtian said: "Brother Xiao, is that man really a killer?"

"Don't you think he is like a killer?" Xiao Yao asked with a smile and squinted eyes.

"Hey, I really can't see this, but since you said he was a killer, he should be a killer." Wu Jingtian smiled and asked casually, "However, looking at that killer's appearance, it means he is rushing. Did you come here? Brother Xiao, who have you offended this time?"

Xiao Yao's expression was a little embarrassed after hearing Wu Jingtian's words.

"To be honest, I have really offended a lot of people during this period of time." Xiao Yao said with a wry smile. What he said may not be correct. To be precise, he has been offending people since he came down the mountain. This will happen for a while. If Xiao Yao is asked to think about who is most suspected, he will not be able to say it, because he I feel that everyone who I offend has such ability and financial resources.

Wu Jingtian nodded.

At this time, Wu Peilin also walked in.

"Boy, what did you do? You even dropped all the soldiers out. Do you really think the troops belong to your martial arts family?" Wu Peilin said a little angrily.

This was just a reprimand to Wu Jingtian. After all, private use of military power was a big taboo. If someone stabbed him into the sky, the position of the Wu family in China might be in jeopardy.

"Hey, daddy, I really don’t blame me for what happened this time!" Wu Jingtian smiled awkwardly, and said, "I promise, I didn’t do one thing wrong. If it weren’t for them to bully others and make trouble for us, neither would I. There will be such a big fire."

Wu Peilin glanced at Wu Jingtian, nodded, and said with no anger: "All that is said is nonsense. If you are making such a fuss, do you think you can still sit here now? I will treat you personally. Put on a military court."

Speaking of this, Wu Peilin paused for a while and continued: "Speaking of which, the old man said, you have done a good job this time."

"A meritorious service?" Wu Jingtian was stunned. Can he not be punished by his family? He was already laughing under the covers. Now, his father even said that he was not only incapable of faults, but also meritorious?

His brain is not enough!

However, Xiao Yao nodded slightly after hearing Wu Peilin's words, squinted his eyes for a moment of contemplation, and then slowly said: "Uncle Wu, listen to what you mean, you already know who acted on me this time. Is it?"

Wu Peilin glanced at Xiao Yao in surprise, then smiled and said, "I can't say for sure, but I have a general idea."