Future Phone – Part Two

The onlookers looked at each other, speechless. A few quick-witted ones had already turned and run away, afraid of getting involved in unnecessary trouble and delaying their own journey. Those with slightly larger courage, slower reactions, or those who were just watching the excitement, chose not to leave but continued to surround the area, waiting for the police to arrive.

Because they wanted to see what kind of background this girl had—who was touched on the face and said a few obscene words, and these four bodyguards are really ruthless!

“Woo-woo” After about four minutes, two police cars roared in.

Seven or eight police officers in uniform got out of the cars. Seeing the gathering of onlookers, they immediately knew it was a fight scene. Led by a middle-aged police officer in his forties, the other seven officers holding batons quickly approached.

“What happened here?” The middle-aged police officer walked seriously through the crowd. At the same time, two white ambulances also arrived, and several people in white coats got out.

“A fight broke out,” a young man with slightly more courage answered the middle-aged police officer, pointing to the men lying and moaning nearby. “Hurry and save them.”

The middle-aged police officer suppressed his desire to show off and quickly walked over, squatting down next to the young master surnamed Zhang.

Three minutes later, the first provocateur and Zhang were carried into ambulances by medical personnel and sent to the nearest hospital for treatment. The remaining four, including three bodyguards, were left behind.

The middle-aged police officer, seeing the bodyguards’ attire, already had a plan in mind and raised his chin.

“Over there!” The three bodyguards unanimously pointed in the direction of the restaurant.

Following the bodyguards’ indication, the middle-aged police officer waved his hand and told the other seven officers, “Come with me.”

By the time these eight police officers rushed into the restaurant, Zhao Chenxin and Wang Shiyu had already finished breakfast and were wiping their mouths with napkins.

Guided by a bodyguard, the middle-aged police officer unholstered his gun, holding a baton in one hand and a phone in the other, approached Zhao Chenxin’s table and asked sternly, “Did you people do the beating?”

Wang Shiyu casually glanced at him without speaking. Zhao Chenxin gently nodded and then told the middle-aged police officer, “But they started it first.”

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