Chapter 741 Please Take Action Again! (Fourth Update, Please Vote for Me)

While everyone was running around, the only one who was circling around like a headless fly and shouting continuously had obviously attracted the attention of the drunken hammer coolie.

He staggered over and the official thought of running, but it was already too late.

Just as he turned around to run away, the hammer coolie pulled out a grape vine from the side and threw it over.

With a "whoop", the grapevine hit him, frightening him to stop.

Turning around and trying to run in another direction, the Hammerman coolie threw another grapevine, which happened to block his progress in another direction.

The officer was so frightened that he suddenly thought of something. He leaned on the glass of the police car and banged on it desperately, hoping that Dad Zhuang could help.

Dad Zhuang raised his wrist and showed him the handcuffs on his wrists, which meant that he was handcuffed now and there was nothing he could do to help.

"x-on:##￥ # %...!!" The official yelled something wildly. Seeing that Zhuang's father just shook his head, he quickly took the bill just now, pasted it on the glass, pointed at the bill with one finger, and tried his best to nod.

Dad Zhuang grinned, would I believe you?

The money didn't fall into the bag, you tricked me into taking it, and then you slapped handcuffs on me?

You think I'm stupid.

Dad Zhuang's world view is actually quite traditional. He is very kind to his friends and extremely tolerant of his relatives and family members. However, he has a feeling that people who are not from his own race must be different. He treats people outside the state as all kinds of devils.

The guy with the big beard is so carefree that he doesn't get angry when called a nut-state devil. In addition, his temperament is really compatible with that of Zhuang's father, and he also has the bonus of Mystery's understanding ability, so he became a good friend.

However, Zhuang’s father knew so many out-of-state winemakers that he only had one gay friend, Big Beard, and most of the others couldn’t get along.

When Dad Zhuang took action before, it was entirely because the dead soldier was about the same age as Zhuang Buyuan, which inspired Dad Zhuang's empathy.

On another day, if Dad Zhuang were watching the news, he would probably be like many people of his age, applauding and applauding while watching other people's misfortune.

Outside the car window, the official's face was almost squished against the glass. He was yelling something with all his strength, and his nose and tears were streaming down his face.

Suddenly, the official screamed and was grabbed by the back of the neck by the Hammerman coolie and lifted up with one hand.

"Suck..." The hammer coolie seemed to be hungry, so he picked up the official, sniffed him, and sneezed several times.

Damn it, what kind of perfume is this wearing? Why is it so pungent?

He shook his head, but in the end his appetite overcame his disgust. The Hammer Man grabbed the official by the back of his neck with one hand, and tugged at the official's arm with the other hand, and opened his mouth to bite it.

The official screamed and struggled, shouting: "I pay, pay, we pay double, please take action again, we pay double! Double!"

At this time, the official should be grateful to Zhuang's father for his mysterious ability to understand what he meant, otherwise he would really have been chewed into bones by the hammer coolie.

"Hey!" Dad Zhuang lowered the window and shouted to the hammer coolie.

The hammer coolie turned his head drunkenly, glanced at Father Zhuang, and saw something flying over with a roar.

With a "bang", the thing exploded on his head, and the liquid splashed all over his face.

The hammer coolie roared angrily, abandoned the official, and rushed towards the police car.

But before he could even take two steps, he suddenly sniffed again, stretched out his tongue and licked his face.

To be honest, a lot of the wine in this winery has gone bad due to poor storage, and it doesn’t taste good at all.

The grapevines were aging, the winemaking equipment was out of order, and the inventory was deteriorating, so Leo, the owner of the winery, wanted to find someone to take advantage of.

However, to the hammer coolies, this spoiled wine is already the best wine. After all, they can't even drink the low-quality wine from the Exile Era.

But compared with the poorly preserved spoiled wine and the wine made by Mr. Zhuang, the gap is simply huge, one in the sky and one on the ground.

The hammer coolie just licked it and forgot his anger. He wiped his body with both hands desperately, collected all the wine on his body, put it into his mouth, and then lay down like a dog. On the ground, stretch out your tongue and suck up the wine that fell on the ground.

When the ground was almost licked clean and a lot of dirt had been eaten, the hammer coolie started licking the broken wine bottle again.

After licking and licking, his body tilted and he began to fall asleep again.

"This bottle of wine costs 4,000, put it on the account." Dad Zhuang said to the frightened official, then raised the car window and closed his eyes while handcuffed to rest.

The official climbed up tremblingly and ran away on his hands and knees. He didn't know if he heard this sentence.

After a long time, I found that there was no movement here for a long time. A bolder reporter came back to see the situation. He saw the hammer coolie holding the broken bottle of wine and shouting. Then he looked at Zhuang's father sitting calmly in the car. I don't know. What to say.

What is a Brewer? The Brewer Man is the one who can bring down the Hammerman coolie without relying on his fists and a bottle of wine without that armor!

Just like Batman, is the most important thing about Batman is his armor? Of course not, it's his mind!

"Sir, can I interview you?" The reporter asked Dad Zhuang. Dad Zhuang ignored him and slapped the hammer coolie and Dad on the ground.

Others found that everything seemed to be fine and came back cautiously.

Of course, there are still people who are shouting loudly and distorting the facts in various ways, but most people keep their mouths shut.

Dad Zhuang and Big Beard sat in the back seat of the police car for a long time before someone came forward and opened the back seat door.

"Sir, please come with us." However, he still did not untie the handcuffs on his hands, and his movements were very rough.

Dad Zhuang was transferred to another car. The people in the car didn't look like police officers, but they were obviously law enforcement officers, just at a higher level.

At this moment, no one noticed that Wen Liuquan was riding a four-winged giant bird above his head, circling high in the sky.

"Manager, the old manor was taken away by Mr. Lanxi. Should I go and rescue him?"

"No, my dad is just pretending! He would have run away if he wanted to." Zhuang Buyuan said, "With Erniu protecting him, there will be no danger. You can just watch from the side."

"Okay, I will protect the old village owner!" Wen Liuquan promised.

Lanxi Prefecture arrested Father Zhuang again, but there was nothing he could do about the hammer coolies. A group of Lanxi guys stood by and stared, not knowing what to do with the hammer coolies, and no one dared to step forward.

Several officials shouted something unknown. A policeman approached the coolie with trembling hands and held a chain, trying to put handcuffs on him. At this moment, the coolie muttered again, "Wake up." He came over and his drunken eyes happened to meet the police's eyes.

"Oh, damn!" The policeman was so frightened that he almost peed his pants. "I'm on strike too, on strike!"

I was starving and went to bed.