No. 79 An Old Friend in a Foreign Land

  Because they slept late at night, the next morning, all the teachers of Class 29 gathered together and were late. When they arrived at school, as Dawei said, two police officers were already waiting at the door of Class 29 under the leadership of the director.

  For this, Wang Jian still had some confidence in his heart. Although he had used a lot of force yesterday, he had still left some room for maneuver, otherwise those people would have all ended up in body bags today. It was just like the female medical student who stabbed her boyfriend more than 20 times, but every knife avoided the vital parts, so it could only be determined as minor injury.

  When Wang Jian walked closer, the first task was not to explain, but to walk in front of the two policemen and the director: "Give me five minutes."

  After finishing, he walked straight into the class. However, his arrogant attitude made one of the younger police officers unhappy, who stretched out his hand to grab Wang Jian, but was stopped by another officer, who shook his head.

  When Wang Jian walked onto the stage, he found that Jin Huiming had not arrived yet, but everyone else was already there. Wang Jian coughed and said: "I have something to take care of today, so all of you be good. This morning's class will be taught by the teacher who is observing instead."

  He nodded at He Amei after finishing: "No problem?"

  He Mei, although often at odds with Wang Jian, was a straightforward person. She picked up her own script and textbook and walked to Wang Jian's side, saying in a low voice: "You have to guarantee that they won't bully me..."

  Wang Jian didn't say anything, he just nodded silently.

  Under the stage, everyone was buzzing with curiosity about Wang Jian's situation. After all, they had seen two police officers waiting here as soon as they arrived, but after all, the people here knew Wang Jian's temperament, and he shouldn't ask questions that no one should ask. Otherwise, there would definitely be no good outcome.

  Wang Jian looked around and then stretched out his hand to press down twice: "You must be very curious, but actually there's nothing much. I eliminated a drug trafficking group last night, and today I'm here to assist with the investigation."

  The whole class suddenly burst into cheers, and applause erupted. Because if another teacher said this, it would be absolute nonsense, but everyone knew Wang Jian. Not to mention what he actually eliminated yesterday, he really had the ability. Having a head teacher who could eliminate a drug lord was something to brag about!

  Wang Jian and others made a fuss for a while. Pointing to He Ami beside him: "When I'm not around, you see her as if I were present myself, do you understand?"

  "We obey the great king's decree!" Yè Wén shouted first, then the whole class followed with three loud cheers:

  "Long live! Long, long live!"

  Even the two policemen looking in through the window were stunned. The older one turned to look at the Dean of Studies: "What kind of teaching style is this?"

  Director Xu wiped his forehead: "He's just like that, and the students all quite admire him, a pretty good teacher."

  "Hmm..." The policeman chuckled: "I wouldn't want my kid in his class either."

  "Don't worry, your daughter's grades are top-notch. She's currently in Class 2, and might even be transferred to Class 1 after the next mock exam."

  Very soon, Wang Jian walked out with his hands behind his back: "If you want to torture me, I will resist violently."

  "Who said I was going to arrest you?" The old policeman chuckled: "Let's go, just make a record, and you can be considered as having solved the big case."

  On the way to the police station, Wang Jian just silently put his head against the window glass, half-closing his eyes to catch up on sleep. On the way there, he sent messages to Dawei, Tianran Er and Jin Huiming. He sent them to Dawei and Tianran Er to alleviate their worries, while sending one to Jin Huiming... was out of fear that she would go blow up the police station. Wang Jian clearly remembered that Jin Huiming had once said that if she wanted to, she could easily blow an 18-story building into a mess...

  When they were in the car, the younger policeman was very displeased with Wang Jian's attitude. His nonchalant demeanor made it impossible for the policeman to feel superior, so he looked at Wang Jian with disapproval whether horizontally or vertically. On the other hand, the older driver occasionally chatted with Wang Jian.

  In this way, Wang Jian was taken all the way to the police station. As soon as he went upstairs to the second floor, he suddenly found that on the corridor of the second floor of the police station, a long row of little bald heads were sitting neatly...

  Wang Jian was startled, and before he could utter the words "don't call", those little bald heads had already stood up, bowing at a 90-degree angle:

  "Master!"

  That shout was really extraordinary, the Public Security Bureau is usually a quiet place, but this group of little bald heads shouted in unison, and it's estimated that all eight floors up and down heard it clearly. Many office doors had heads sticking out to watch Wang Jian's commotion.

  "Hey? Is that Master Yip?" The young policeman following behind Wong Jack Man couldn't hold back his sarcasm: "Is Ip Man really that fierce?"

  Wang Jian turned his head, looked at the policeman with a strange smile, then turned back and walked to the front of the group of young men: "Stop shouting, okay?"

  While that policeman was still in a daze from Wang Jian's sudden movement, the older man beside him suddenly laughed and patted his shoulder, pointing at his holster.

  He lowered his head and suddenly found that his gun was gone. At that moment, he got angry and was about to go find trouble with Wang Jian, but was stopped by his master, who handed him the gun and whispered: "You're still too young, people like this can kill you in seconds and we won't even have any evidence. Do you know how fast he drew your gun? And also had time to hand me an empty gun."

  "What bad luck……" Losing a gun was actually an unlucky thing in the police's internal superstition, so he cursed silently and asked in a low voice: "What if Dasheng fights with this guy? Who will win? Dasheng is from special forces after all."

  "It's unclear." After saying that, the older police officer coughed and said: "Wang Jian, come with me for a moment."

  Wang Jian nodded and was about to follow him, but just as he took a few steps, a burly man like an iron tower appeared from around the corner. He looked even more robust than Huang Weilong, several levels higher. As he walked, it seemed to bring a gust of wind, and even the floor felt a slight tremor.

  His feet moved extremely fast, walking but faster than the average person's jogging speed. After seeing him, Wang Jian also furrowed his brow, standing still on the spot, staring straight at the tall man's face.

  And when this tall man approached Wang Jian, he suddenly punched towards Wang Jian's face. This sudden move caught everyone off guard, including the two police officers behind Wang Jian and the group of short-haired men sitting there.

  Ke Wangjian, however, seemed to have been prepared. An iron plate bridge suddenly appeared and dodged his fist, then with a swift motion, he borrowed force from the ground and launched himself upwards, barely grazing the face of the large man who looked clumsy but managed to dodge Ke's kick.

  The big guy let out a loud shout, his hand formed into a knife shape and chopped downwards. Wang Jian, who had just stood up straight, also swung his hand upwards in a diagonal motion. The two of them clashed head-on with full force, but neither could gain the upper hand.

  In the next second, Wang Jian suddenly jumped up like a monkey, with one foot only touching the wall, and directly sucked onto the ceiling of the corridor. In the short few seconds he was suspended in mid-air, he made a quick move to get behind Da Ge, and before he could turn around, one hand pressed against his kidney and the other grasped his neck vertebrae.

  The outcome was already decided in an instant. And that big guy let out a hearty laugh, turned his head and pointed at Wang Jian: "Little three, long time no see!"

  Wang Jian also loosened his grip and let out a long sigh: "Sheng Ge, you've slowed down."

  "You know each other!"

  Everyone, including the two police officers, took a deep breath. The two men had just performed a Hollywood-level martial arts stunt that was so thrilling it could have popped someone's eyeballs out. This Sheng Ge is the captain of the Imperial City Police Department's special forces team, 37 or 38 years old, with countless battle achievements. Although he is tall and big, he is not clumsy at all, but rather extremely agile, having won seven consecutive championships in the police department's martial arts competition, and no one can beat him in a fight.

  But today... he actually lost to a young whippersnapper who didn't look very old...

  Although they thought so, it didn't stop the Great Sage from putting his arm around Wang Jian's shoulder: "You little guy, you actually came to this side and found me. You really have a lot of patience. If you hadn't done something like that yesterday, I wouldn't know where to find you."

  "You also know I don't like to bother people." Wang Jian looked very innocent: "Nothing's wrong, how's your wife's illness?"

  "Alright, the kids are all over a year old now. Never mind about other things, come have dinner at my place tonight."

  "No, I have to go to work. Let's catch up when I'm free, I'll give you a call."

  After chatting about family matters for half a day, the Great Sage slapped his own head: "I was so busy chatting that I forgot what I was supposed to do."

  As he spoke, he waved his hand at the two policemen who had brought Wang Jian: "Da Chen, Liu Er, trouble you. I'll take care of his statement."

  The younger policeman wanted to say something, but was dragged away by the older one. Wang Jian glanced at the group of young men waiting for their statements and shook his head, then followed Da Sheng into the office.

  "We haven't seen each other for more than two years, right?" Dawei sat down on the chair: "You little guy is getting more and more formidable, when can we have a good fight again."

  "You're so slow now, how can you possibly beat me?" Wang Jian took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to Dasheng: "Actually, there's nothing much for me to do."

  "What's wrong with you? Did you know how explosive you were yesterday?" The Great Sage took the cigarette and chuckled: "Let's finish the formalities first, then I'll tell you all about it."

  There's still one more chapter tonight! (......)

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