Manager Huang's piercing shouts were particularly sad, but the dozen or so police officers were surrounded by more than 200 people and could not get close at all.
Looking at Manager Huang's mouth full of blood and fat body, Zhang Yang suddenly felt a bloodthirsty impulse.
"Fuck, I let you scream, I let you scream!"
"I will trample you to death, I will trample you to death..."
Suddenly, Zhang Yang rushed over and slapped Manager Huang's chubby body to the ground, then jumped on it and stomped on it.
Seeing Zhang Yang's crazy look, his red eyes, and his violent beating like a gangster, everyone was stunned. Even Brother Dao was stunned.
"Boom!"
"Damn it, if the tiger doesn't show off its power, it will treat me like a sick cat!" Zhang Yang kicked Manager Huang so hard that he screamed, "Are you still chasing my girlfriend?"
"Wuwu... no more chasing, no more chasing... ah..."
"Still awesome or not?"
"No, no...no...wuwu...police, help..."
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At this time, the manager was unkempt, his face was swollen like a pig's head, his mouth and nose were bleeding, his black suit and white shirt were so kicked by Zhang Yang that they looked like pig's liver, the buttons fell off, and his body was even more curled up.
He was trembling non-stop, without the high-spiritedness he had at the beginning, just like a fat beggar... "Damn, let them come over, even if the king of heaven comes today, I can't save him!" Zhang Yang finally kicked.
Manager Huang kicked him, clapped his hands and said angrily.
"..."
Brother Dao was speechless and waved his hand. More than two hundred gangsters immediately moved out of the way, allowing a group of police to finally come in.
"Woooo...Police, police...they beat people..." When Manager Huang saw the police, he was like seeing a savior. He rolled around and hugged a policeman's leg. Unfortunately, more than a dozen policemen did not dare to
How big an action there is, and the disparity in the number of people is really huge. The police are also human beings, not supermen. They naturally understand the situation in front of them, and they will not act rashly until the reinforcements arrive. The number of people like this reaches more than 200
The incident was out of control and the consequences would be unimaginable.
Of course, several police officers intentionally or unintentionally protected Manager Huang in the middle. It is their duty to protect the victim.
"Well, as long as the police are here, I can ask you a question."
"Of course. I hope that if you have any disputes, you can go to the law enforcement area to handle it. If it gets too big, it won't be good for anyone." The person who answered Zhang Yang was a policeman in his forties who looked very calm and had a very polite attitude.
Well, of course, these police officers have all seen that Zhang Yang has a violent tendency, and stabilizing Zhang Yang's mood is the first priority. Every police officer knows that Zhang Yang is the center of the matter. If the young man cannot be comforted, the situation may turn into a disaster.
worsen further.
"Yes, I understand. I will support the work of the police. I just want to know what the consequences will be if the frame-up crime is proven?" Zhang Yang looked tyrannical.
"According to the provisions of Article 244 of the Criminal Law: Whoever fabricates facts to frame others with the intention of subjecting others to criminal prosecution, and the circumstances are serious, shall be sentenced to fixed-term imprisonment of not more than three years, criminal detention or surveillance; if serious consequences are caused, he shall be sentenced to three years
A term of imprisonment of not less than ten years but not more than ten years." The policeman had excellent legal knowledge and immediately answered Zhang Yang's question.
"Well, very good. What is the standard for minor injuries? What are the penalties?"
"Mild injuries generally refer to injuries that are obviously minor and not enough to cause significant harm to Chengren's physical health or leave organ dysfunction. The penalty for minor injuries is generally to directly sue the other party civilly. The public security organs do not issue relevant documents about the case.
Materials for determining responsibility are generally provided by both parties and cross-examined. Of course, mediation is also one of the responsibilities of the public security organs..."
"That means that those who make false accusations will be held criminally liable, but those who cause minor injuries will only be held civilly liable?"
"It's roughly like this..."
"That's good...that's good..."
Looking at Zhang Yang's sinister smile, the middle-aged policeman felt extremely uneasy, as if something was wrong.
"What a dog, I will let you get slightly injured today..."
Sure enough, things went as the police predicted. Zhang Yang suddenly violently injured people. His body was like a cow and he rushed to Manager Huang who was being protected by several police officers. He beat him violently, all on his limbs.
"Ah...Police, they are beating people, they are beating people...wuwu..."
"Help..."
Manager Huang's pig-killing howl was so pitiful that hundreds of people around him looked at him sideways. Liu Biao, who was eager to try, didn't even take action. After all, Manager Huang was really vulnerable and there was no need for a group of people to beat him up. Now
Zhang Yang, kicking and beating like a madman, makes people's hearts tremble.
Indeed, Zhang Yang is out of control. He has had enough. Because he has reached the level of a strong man and has been pursuing a low profile, he knows that even cats and dogs can bully him casually. This is tolerable, but what is unbearable!
Several policemen didn't dare to get close at all. Zhang Yang was like a hunting beast. As soon as he got close, he was thrown away and fell to the ground.
Of course, what's more important is that the twenty black men had already held back more than a dozen policemen without making a move, just pulling one by one. A group of policemen could only watch helplessly as Zhang Yang beat the poor fat man.
Of course, the police are also worried, especially the middle-aged policeman. Every time he sees Zhang Yang kicking Manager Huang hard and making a dull sound, his heart skips a beat. Is this still a minor injury?
If things continue like this, the immortals will be lucky.
"Okay, okay..." Brother Dao couldn't stand it any longer, so he walked over to Zhang Yang and pulled him.
"Wait a minute, I'm going to beat him to death if he doesn't accept it today!" Zhang Yang pushed Brother Dao towards Manager Huang and cursed: "Damn it, fat man, is there anyone else shouting?"
"Wuwu... I was wrong, I was wrong... Ah... stop fighting... Wuwu..."
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
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Finally, Zhang Yang seemed to be tired. He took a long breath and his mood seemed to have calmed down a lot. It seemed that this kind of beating that relied entirely on physical strength and no energy was the most suitable to vent his inner frustrations.
Just when Zhang Yang stood up straight, suddenly, the crowd started to stir, and the circle surrounded by more than two hundred gangsters was suddenly torn open. A group of heavily armed policemen with riot shields appeared and forced their way in with a crash.
Two hundred gangsters are no match for a well-trained police officer.
This group of police officers was not large in number, more than eighty in number, but the heavily armed and uniform uniforms gave people a heavy psychological pressure, and the gangsters were immediately dispersed.
"What happened?"
A slightly fat, middle-aged policeman wearing a police uniform and a dignified face walked in from the separated crowd.
"Director Yan." Brother Dao said without any panic, as steady as a rock, neither humble nor arrogant.
"Brother Dao!" Director Yan's face suddenly changed color when he saw Brother Dao, who was not tall.
"Haha, Director Yan is doing well lately." Brother Dao smiled.
"No, no, it was good, but as soon as you came, I felt very bad..." Director Yan sighed.
"It's okay, it's just a small dispute. No matter how arrogant I am, I still want to give face to Director Yan. Brothers, let's break up!"
As soon as Brother Dao finished speaking, more than two hundred anxious gangsters dispersed. Facing a group of heavily armed riot police, the gangsters had no intention of staying here anymore.
Gangsters are always gangsters. It is impossible for gangsters to fight against political axes or rebel. This is also the reason why gangsters cannot do big things. If there were not people like Brother Dao holding the line, these people would have run away when the police showed up.
There was no one around. Being able to confront the police for a while without evading it was already rare.
"Well, where's Manager Huang?" Director Yan breathed a sigh of relief when he saw a group of gangsters dispersed. More than two hundred gangsters carrying various weapons gathered together. Even if he was a director, he would give
He caused tremendous psychological pressure.
At this time, Director Yan simply noticed Manager Huang lying limply on the ground, looking around for someone. Of course, he also saw Manager Huang on the ground. However, he did not mistake the guy with a swollen head like a pig's head for a big factory.
manager.
"Yan...Director Yan...I...I'm here..." Manager Huang pushed himself up hard and finally stood up. He wiped the blood from his nose with a look of embarrassment.
With a loud "Peng!", Manager Huang's fat body was kicked over by Zhang Yang and fell heavily to the ground.
"Who told you to stand up?" Zhang Yang looked at Manager Huang coldly.