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Chapter 1517 You are not kicking an iron plate but a nuclear bomb

"Officer Zhou, how many years will be required for the crime of illegal possession of firearms?"

Officer Zhou sweated profusely and said, "He will be sentenced to fixed-term imprisonment of not more than three years, criminal detention, or public surveillance. In serious cases, he will be sentenced to fixed-term imprisonment of not less than three years and not more than seven years, criminal detention, or public surveillance."

Yang Xuan nodded and praised, "I know the law very well."

"What about attempted murder?"

"It's very complicated and may result in a prison sentence of less than three years."

"What about attacking our country's senior generals with guns?" Yang Xuan looked at the ashen-faced Officer Zhou with burning eyes and said sharply.

"Let me tell you, attacking our country's senior generals is a crime of treason. It is punishable by death for ten years or more!" Li Jianguo said loudly. He was not stupid. He clearly wanted to kill this idiot. This guy was unlucky enough to offend anyone.

However, Yang Xuan was offended, and Mei Guo and Yang Xuan were defeated several times.

"Well, that's it. Everyone has dispersed. Brother Li, let's go to dinner. Take this kid with us and send him directly to the military court. Oh, look, in the capital, a high-ranking general was shot. What a shame.

If it was a serious matter, if I hadn't been lucky, I would have been killed long ago."

When Yang Xuan said this, he did not forget to show a frightened expression to gain sympathy.

Just when the dust settled, Yang Xuan walked up to Officer Zhou and said softly, "If you don't call his backer yet, if you call him late, you may not even see him in person."

After dispersing everyone, Yang Xuan took Li Jianguo and others back to the courtyard to start eating, while the young man was kidnapped by Wu Huada and taken back to the army for temporary detention.

This small conflict did not affect everyone's mood. When they saw Yang Xuan's true appearance, Li Jianguo's friends all toasted to Yang Xuan. He was a legend in the army. Although he only had an honorary military rank, everyone understood it.

He could hand over the troops to him with just one sentence, but he was very lazy and never reported to the army once, so not many people knew him.

"It's so amazing that we actually dug such a big hole for him to jump into." Li Jianguo was not incompetent. One look at the situation at that time showed that the young man had been tricked by Yang Xuan. What kind of strength would Yang Xuan have to someone using a gun?

against?

"Brother Li, look at how rich I am and how powerful I am.

When have I ever gotten into trouble? Who made this young man so arrogant that he was tricked by me? It was not me who tricked him. He has little brains and low IQ. What can I do about it?" Yang Xuan said with a hint of humor.

"Brother Li, you have friends here, why don't you introduce them?" Yang Xuan pouted at a few of his friends. They helped when he held the young man down, and Yang Xuan was also willing to make friends with a few of them.

"They all lived in the same compound in the past. We usually came here to hang out after we were paid." Li Jianguo introduced them one by one with great enthusiasm.

Yang Xuan also nodded and indicated.

"Everyone, thank you for coming to help me today. Come on, one of you, I'll finish it, you can do whatever you want." Yang Xuan smiled and nodded to everyone, then picked up the filled wine glass and drank it down in one gulp.

"General Yang, you..."

Yang Xuan immediately heard a man say, "Stop it, private party, don't call me by military rank. I rarely call me general, just call me Yang Xuan, otherwise it will be too awkward."

Yang Xuan's statement immediately won the favor of several people present. He was approachable, his words were not as convoluted as those from the south, and he was forthright, which was in line with the character of a northern man.

Only Li Jianguo knew that Yang Xuan's ink marks were real ink marks.

While everyone was changing glasses, in a towering office building, a middle-aged man was sitting in the office with a headache on his face. Sitting opposite him was the young man's Uncle Zhou and Officer Zhou.

"Lao Zhou, is there no room for redemption for my son's matter?" Sitting on the office chair, although he is a middle-aged man, he looks a little old and there is an obvious mismatch with his age.

"Mr. Hou, this... is beyond the scope of my ability. Originally, it would take at most three years to obtain illegal gun possession, and then I would find a good lawyer to do it casually, and I would be able to be released on parole in a few months, but

Mr. Xiaohou has now been taken to the army and is probably going to be court-martialed."

Mr. Hou's eyes were gloomy, and he let out a long sigh as if he thought of something. He took out his mobile phone and made a few calls. Because he didn't understand the matter clearly, he simply said that he had offended a general.

You must know that the Hou Group is an old brand in Beijing. Decades of doing business have created a deep network of people. Although they are not familiar with people in the army, in many cases, the network and circle are

are connected.

After making the call, he could only wait for the news for the time being. He dismissed all the meetings and Lao Zhou. In fact, Lao Hou did not want to spoil his son, but his wife died early. He always felt that he owed his son, so he did not respond promptly to many issues.

He pointed out that as he was busy with business, he took less care of his son.

In the past, when my son got into trouble outside, he could handle it himself, but this was the first time he had offended someone from the army.

Half an hour later, in the quiet office, the phone rang. The nervous Mr. Hou answered the phone. Maybe it was because he had a busy day and his son was arrested. He was also old, so he suddenly lost his grip on the phone.

After finally picking up the phone from the ground, he asked, "Hey, how is my son?"

"Alas~~~" A long sigh made Mr. Hou's heart sink to the bottom of his heart.

"Lao Hou, I told you a long time ago that you should discipline your son well. Sooner or later, he will hit the iron plate."

"Well, this time I know that my son must have hit a brick wall. Do you know who the other party is? Can we reconcile? Even if he is a general, can you help me find a relationship so that we can meet."

Even if he knew he was a general, how could Mr. Hou give up on his son? He couldn't give up even if he had a little information. If he gave up, he would really be in trouble.

"Lao Hou, my brother advises you to find a wife and have another one."

...........

"The other party has a strong background?"

"What your son is kicking is not an iron plate. What your son is kicking is an atomic bomb. China's youngest lieutenant general, founder and chairman of Xiaoyao Group, and China's special economic advisor, your son actually pointed a gun directly at him, and even

Fired three shots. It is said that the military court has now opened a case against the gun.

Looking at the country's senior generals, it is called attempted murder at best, and treason at worst. Forget it, Lao Hou, really, otherwise you will be implicated, that's it, think about it yourself, like this

People are not people we can afford to offend." After saying this, the phone was hung up immediately.

Mr. Hou sat slumped in his chair. What was the point of all his efforts? The opponent was too strong and was not on the same level at all. Not to mention other names, the Xiaoyao Group alone was too much to bear, and Hua Guo
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