Chapter 110 You Will Pay for This
"I'm not afraid of making a scene." Martin James smiled.
"All right, young man, since you want to do this, I'm not afraid! Let's see who suffers!" The old man spoke firmly.
The old man made up his mind that even if the police came, he would insist that he had been hit. Anyway, there was no proof. Even if it was found out that he was hit by porcelain, the police couldn't do anything to him.
A few minutes later, a police car came.
A young woman and two men exited the police car. Martin James glanced at the police rank on the woman's clothes. It was a first-class superintendent, and she was very beautiful.
"Who is the informant? What's going on?" Asked the young woman.
"Beauty, I'm the informant. If the old man intentionally let himself to be hit, he can deal with it." Martin James said.
The young woman looked at the old man.
The old man hurriedly showed a look of pain and shouted, "Oh, this police officer is going to make decisions for me. This man relies on his own money, bumping into people and being bossy! Not only do I not lose money and wrongly accuse me of hitting his car, but also want to hurt people!"
Martin James's face darkened, and his voice magnified, "Don't change the story!"
The old man hurriedly shouted, "Look, officer, you're here, and he's still so bossy!"
"You!" Martin James's face grew darker and darker.
"Shut up!" The young woman glared at Martin James.
The young woman stared at Martin James and continued, "What I hate most is people like you. You see, you've made others bleed. You think it's great to have a little stinky money! Do you think you can ignore the law if you have a little money? I don't like you! I'm not afraid of people like you!"
"Hey, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand the situation!" Martin James showed helplessness, how could he become a villain?
"Cut the crap, either give them money or send them to the hospital." Said the young woman.
When the old man heard this, he was overjoyed.
Martin James's face darkened. "What if I don't?"
Although Martin James could pay some money to the old man, he wouldn't let this be the option.
Martin James would never bow to evil forces!
"If you don't want to come with us right now, you certainly don't want what could happen next." Said the young woman in a cold voice.
"Old man, I promise. You will pay for this!" Martin James stared coldly at the old man who touched porcelain.
Then, Martin James looked at the young woman and narrowed his eyes and said, "Girl, I promise, you will apologize for what you have done."
"Then I promise that no matter how big your background is, I will never bow to you." Said the young woman proudly.
So, Martin James was brought back to the station for investigation.
Then, the old man was sent by a young woman to the hospital for treatment.
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As soon as Martin James was taken away, the news reached Morgan Gracie.
"Sir, according to the lone wolf, Master Martin James was really touched, but Master Martin James was taken away because he didn't want to be wrongly accused and lose money." Said the secretary.
Morgan Gracie put the cup on the table and said with a livid face, "What an asshole. Call the state immediately and ask them to give me and my grandson an account!"
Morgan Gracie could get to the point where he was today, and he also has good connections and background. It's just that very few people from the outside world knew about it.
......
In a security bureau in the development zone, in the room of a temporary inmate.
Martin James had been locked up for half an hour.
Then the door was opened and a middle-aged man with a long face came in.
Martin James glanced at the middle-aged man's police rank, a second-class lieutenant, two grades higher than the young woman who had arrested Martin James before.
The middle-aged man walked up to Martin James with a smile on his face.
"Mr. James, we have transferred the traffic control to make sure that the old man really touched porcelain. I'm sorry, this is a misunderstanding." The middle-aged man said with a smile.
The middle-aged man had beads of sweat on his forehead because the state personally called to supervise the case. When he learned that Martin James had been wronged, he scolded them and asked them to give Martin James an account.
The middle-aged man had heard of the man behind him, Morgan Gracie, which made him shudder.
"What was the name of that chick who just brought me back?" Martin James looked up and asked.