Let you be a policeman and arrest the chief

Chapter 464

"Hello?" A voice came from the other end of the phone.

Meng Fangyang, who was knocked unconscious, did not recognize Du Dayong's voice and said, "Vice Governor Zhang, it's bad. The attempt to frame Gao Yang failed. What should I do? By the way, Du Dayong will definitely know about this soon. This old man will not let us go."

A sneer came from the other end of the phone; "Yeah, how can an old man like me let you, a borer, go!"

Meng Fangyang's head buzzed, and he recognized Du Dayong's voice, "Secretary Du, listen to my explanation!"

"Go to the detention center to explain!" Du Dayong hung up the phone.

Meng Fangyang thought to himself that he was screwed. At this moment, the garbage truck driver came down, bent over and looked at Meng Fangyang, "Hey, are you alive?"

Meng Fangyang felt that his luck today was really bad. He was furious and cursed, "Move out of my way, you blind man..."

Before he finished speaking, a luxury car behind him, which was racing late at night, crashed into the garbage truck.

The garbage truck moved a little, and then it crushed Meng Fangyang's waist.

It was fine before, but now it's killing him!

Meng Fangyang screamed like a pig being slaughtered, and it seemed to break.

When he finally moved the car, he looked up to see the driver of the luxury car that caused the accident, and found his son.

"Jiaxing?!" Meng Fang was about to curse.

Meng Jiaxing covered his nose and looked at the guy on the ground, "Who are you? Do you want to blackmail me?"

Meng Fangyang was furious.

This son has always been indulgent, not to mention racing late at night, and insulting girls many times, but Meng Fangyang dealt with them all.

Today, he reaped the consequences of his own actions!

"What are you blackmailing? I'm your father!" Meng Fangyang roared with a dirty face.

Snap.

Meng Jiaxing kicked Meng Fangyang on the head, "What the hell, you idiot, I'm your grandfather."

The garbage truck driver couldn't stand it anymore and said, "Young man, his waist is broken, take him to the hospital."

Meng Jiaxing took out a few bundles of money and threw them on the ground, "Take him there, don't worry, I have someone above me, and I'll say he violated traffic regulations when the time comes."

The garbage truck driver was a little confused.

And Meng Jiaxing had already driven away.

The on-duty traffic police ran over and saw that it was Meng Jiaxing, and actually let him go!

Meng Fangyang wanted to cry but had no tears.

He regretted it so much that he wanted to beat this rebellious son to death.

He tried to get up, but he didn't see that there was a sewer opening on the ground in front of him, and the manhole cover was stolen.

Meng Fangyang was so weak that he fell in.

When he woke up, it was already noon the next day, and this was the hospital.

Several head nurses around him murmured, "No way, a hundred nurses in our hospital have come, but none of them can give him an injection."

Meng Fangyang heard this and found that his hands and legs were full of needle holes.

It was so dense, and the trypophobia must be terrifying.

He wanted to speak, but he was wearing an oxygen mask.

An old doctor said, "Hey, this person's blood vessels are not thin, and his luck is too bad. The ambulance was stuck every time it arrived at the intersection, and it stopped at twenty traffic lights along the way! This is not easy to deal with. After the best treatment period, he will be paralyzed from now on."

Meng Fangyang whimpered and wanted to speak.

He felt it was too difficult.

From last night to now, he was splashed with dirty water, stepped on the stairs, was hit by a garbage truck, and was bullied by his rebellious son. Finally, when he arrived at the hospital, he couldn't give him an injection!

Another doctor said, "Have you found his family? This one needs amputation, and someone needs to sign."

The director of the nursing department said, "Dean, you may not know this, but Director Meng's son was killed by a truck last night while racing. His wife was too sad and was also hospitalized."

Meng Fangyang wanted to die when he heard this.

He thought to himself, what sin did he commit, why did God punish him like this!

He fainted in a hurry.

When he woke up, he found that both his legs were gone.

Even though he was not a coward, he burst into tears at this moment.

He looked up and saw familiar figures, Director Luo Jiren and Deputy Director Gao Yang!

Luo Jiren shook his head: "Old Meng, do you have anything else to say about your false accusation against Director Gao?"

Meng Fangyang was so depressed that he kept silent.

Gao Yang said coldly: "Director Meng, if you don't tell the truth, the bad luck will not go away. I heard that your daughter is studying in Fengjingxian Country, and there was a shooting there."

Meng Fangyang suddenly felt that Gao Yang was emitting magic.

He thought of what happened that day and night, and blurted out: "Could it be you?! No, I just had bad luck."

Luo Jiren frowned: "What did you say? What luck or no luck, we don't care about that."

Meng Fangyang shook his head, "No, it's all coincidence, but I... Well, anyway, I don't care anymore."

For the sake of his daughter, he held a just-in-case mentality and told everything.

"It's Zhang Qishu!"Meng Fangyang said viciously: "If it weren't for him, how could my family be destroyed! I report that Zhang Jishu is weaving a power network, and he has people in every department. The core figure is the director of the Finance Department, Zhang Jiayi."

Luo Jiren said coldly: "Speak clearly!"

...

Half an hour later, Gao Yang led Wang Mohan and several police officers to the Finance Department.

And in front of the window of the director's office, Zhang Jiayi put down her mobile phone.

She smiled bitterly and looked back at the two big men.

The two men said coldly: "Director Zhang, it's time. Let's go with you."

"No, no!"