Wang Zibo's punch was unexpected and straightforward. The Australian ghost guy who flirted with poetry didn't react at all.
He only heard a "click", followed by a sharp pain in his nose, and two hot streams of liquid.
Subconsciously touched with his hand, a piece of bright red blood.
"Olivier!"
Song Yijin and Huang Hui exclaimed and ran up to have a look.
The bridge of the Australian ghost guy's nose should have been badly hurt. He wiped his blood and stared at Wang Zibo. Finally, there was fear, a little confusion and doubt in his eyes.
When did people in this country dare to beat me?
There are many female white-collar workers waiting for the bus at the gate of the international trade center. When they see someone fighting and injured, they all scream and step back. They all have strong legal awareness. Some people go to the security guard of the international trade center, and some take out their mobile phone and dial 110.
In fact, the security guard had already seen it. While taking out the walkie talkie to report the information, he ran over with a baton.
"What are you doing?"
Two security guards stood in the middle and shouted to guard against the second conflict. They also looked at the big boy who did it on guard.
He is very strong and has dark skin. No wonder he bled the ghost guy with one punch.
Wang Zibo didn't mean to continue to do it. He is still an honest man. It's up to Chen Hansheng to beat the Australian white skin to death.
"Hooligans are beating people!"
Seeing that the customer was beaten, song Yijin was worried about the Yellow business and felt very shameless. He just looked at the physical gap. He estimated that he was not an opponent. He could only point to Wang Zibo and scold: "do you like to do it? Wait for me!"
Wang Zibo was called a hooligan for the first time in his life. The corners of his mouth moved. This should be Xiao Chen's "exclusive name".
"You fart!"
Before Wang Zibo argued, the more articulate Hunan sister Bian's poetry immediately interrupted: "it's clear that foreigners want to touch me, so my boyfriend... My friend went to stop them."
"My boyfriend... My friend, what does that mean?"
Wang Zibo glanced at the poetry.
Bian Shishi blushed slightly, but did not respond, because she was explaining to the security guard: "we don't know them. When we got off the elevator just now, this shameless Australian kept shouting and pulling me to drink. We have tolerated it for several times. Instead of listening, he was ready to insult me..."
"Olivier is Australian."
Huang Hui also stood up to refute. In her words, she has always emphasized the free characteristics of ghost men: "Australia is different from China. Their custom is to advocate freedom and love romance. Olivier just said hello and didn't intend to be rude."
This scene is very interesting. Huang Hui is Wang Zibo's "ex girlfriend". Bian Shishi is only Wang Zibo's "friend" at present. They quarreled together inexplicably.
But Bian Shishi studies law. She knows how to find the most favorable evidence for her side.
It is a fact that Wang Zibo injured others. If you want to reduce the impact, you must bite foreigners to death, play hooligans first, and you are forced to fight back later.
So, Bian Shishi said to the security guard, "there are cameras in the elevator. If you don't believe it, you can have a look. They really molested me first. If you dare to erase this video, according to the regulations of the people's Republic of China on public security management and punishment, the regulations of the people's Republic of China on property management, and the lease contract signed at the beginning, I can sue your property company for bankruptcy!"
Looking at the side poems like pepper, the security guard gulped down his saliva: "don't worry, I want to ask, are you from the 1802 Rongsheng law firm."
"That's right!"
Bian Shishi nodded and admitted that the current actual situation needless to say, she was also afraid that the property side was biased towards foreigners.
After the security guard got a clear answer, he lowered his voice a little to prevent Huang Hui and song Yijin from hearing: "don't worry, Mr. Chen, we are friends. We won't help outsiders."
"What?"
Bian Shishi was stunned. When did Chen Hansheng play with the security guard of the international trade building?
"If the security guard stands on his side, in addition to the physical evidence of the elevator camera, he even has a personal card."
Bian Shishi thought that in this way, whether it is public or private, his side will occupy a certain advantage.
At this time, there were bursts of sirens not far away. Two police cars came flashing blue and red lights. Xinjiekou is the central urban area of Jianye. There are a lot of police patrolling. Basically, they can arrive at the crime scene within 5 minutes.
"But it's hard for others to say."
The security guard told him, "you'd better find President Chen first. He is a rich man who can withstand the pressure of foreign devils."
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Two policemen and two auxiliary policemen came to deal with this time. They were used to fighting. They just saw that one of them was a foreigner, and the policemen frowned deeply.
Foreign affairs are a bit tricky. We must grasp the scale.
"You take out your ID card."
There is a policeman in his thirties who knows the situation on a routine basis.
Wang Zibo handed over his student card and ID card. When the police saw the school emblem of "Jianye University of technology", their eyes were frozen: "how do you fight, college students of Jianye University of technology?"
"They molested me... My friend."
Wang Zibo paused and said sincerely.
Bian Shishi looked at Wang Zibo and said nothing.
"Oh."
The police nodded expressionless. Now the scene has been controlled, but the Australian named Olivier's nose has been bleeding. It seems that it may be broken.
"Go to the hospital first."
The police waved and prepared to take both parties away.
Song Yijin probably couldn't swallow this tone. After all, his customer was beaten downstairs. He felt oppressed. He took out his mobile phone and didn't know who to call. In short, it was a loud noise.
"Hey, my old song, a fool hit my client. Can you bring some people here?"
"Director Liu, I want to ask college students to beat people for no reason. You are the leader of the education system. Can you let him drop out?"
"Lawyer Zhang, I'd like to ask you something. If it's convenient, we can talk on the spot."
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In reality, there is such a silly hanging. When you encounter something, you shake people everywhere, as if you have a deep relationship network.
Especially in front of the police, even the onlookers felt that the two young people had offended the "big man".
The police also ignored this behavior. It's normal for someone to jump out and say hello when handling a case.
After Wang Zibo and Bian Shishi got into the police car, they were actually very nervous, but when they looked at each other occasionally, they could find a little comfort from each other's bright eyes.
"Did you go to the police station on your first date?"
Bian Shishi suddenly wants to laugh. It's really commemorative. He can "show off" many years later.
At the same time, the invisible and untouchable "opportunity" seemed to come quietly.
The police in front didn't notice the special atmosphere in the back row. They said in a deep voice, "do you want to communicate with the counselor? Do you know the telephone number of director Li Hongtao?"
Wang Zibo was stunned. Li Hongtao is the leader of the security office of Jianye University of technology. How did the police know each other?
As if he saw Wang Zibo's doubts, the police explained: "I also graduated from Jianye technology. I can be regarded as your senior brother, but it's a little troublesome. After all, it's foreign-related. Do you know any acquaintances?"
Wang Zibo finally reacted. Elder martial brother was hinting that he was looking for "off-site help".
"Yes."
Wang Zibo took out his mobile phone and called out: "Xiao Chen
The police uncle is very strange. Has the leader of the security office of his alma mater changed?
Replaced by director Chen?
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