"Police, police... killed people... died..."
Manager Huang's piercing shouts were particularly sad, but the dozen or so policemen were surrounded by more than 200 people and could not get close at all. w ww.q ua n ben.c om
Looking at Manager Huang's mouth full of blood and fat body, Zhang Yang suddenly felt a bloodthirsty impulse.
"**, 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.
"!"
"Damn it, if a tiger is not powerful, you think I'm a sick cat!" Zhang Yang kicked Manager Huang so hard that he screamed, "Are you still chasing my girlfriend?"
"Woo... no more chasing, no more chasing... ah..."
"Still awesome or not?"
"No, no... no... wuwu... police, help..."
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 kicked like pig liver by Zhang Yang, the buttons were off, and his body was even more curled up. He was shaking incessantly, without any trace of his initial enthusiasm, and he looked like a fat beggar...
"Damn it, let them come over. Even if the King of Heaven comes today, I can't save him!" Zhang Yang finally kicked Manager Huang, clapped his hands and said angrily.
Brother Dao was speechless and waved his hand, and more than two hundred gangsters immediately moved out of the way. A group of police officers were finally able to get 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 didn't dare to do anything. The disparity between actions and numbers is really huge. Police are also human beings, but police officers are not human beings. Naturally, they understood the situation in front of them, and they did not act rashly before the reinforcements of the police arrived. An incident like this, with more than 200 people, could get out of control, and the consequences would be disastrous.
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. The attitude is also very good. Of course, these police officers all saw that Zhang Yang had a violent tendency, and to stabilize Zhang Yang's mood, he had to work. Every police officer knew that Zhang Yang was the center of the matter, and if he could not appease the young man. Things may get worse.
"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 violent.
"According to the provisions of Article 244 of the Criminal Law: Fabricating facts and falsely accusing others with the intention of subjecting others to criminal prosecution. If the circumstances are serious, he 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 prison sentence of not less than ten years but not more than ten years." This policeman has excellent legal knowledge. Zhang Yang’s question was answered immediately.
"Well, very good. What is the standard for minor injuries? What are the penalties?"
"Minor injuries generally refer to injuries that are obviously minor and not enough to cause significant harm to physical health or leave organ dysfunction. The penalty for minor injuries is generally direct civil prosecution of the other party. The public security organs do not issue relevant documents for the case. Materials for determining responsibility. Generally, both parties present and cross-examine evidence. Of course, mediation is also one of the responsibilities of the public security organs... "
"That means you will be held criminally liable for making false accusations, but you will only be held civilly liable for causing minor injuries?"
"That's about it..."
"That's good...that's good..."
Looking at Zhang Yang's sinister smile, the middle-aged policeman had an extremely uneasy feeling that something was wrong.
"Fuck you, I'm going to let you get slightly injured today..."
Sure enough, things happened as the police predicted. Zhang Yang suddenly violently injured people. His body was like a cow and rushed to Manager Huang who was being protected by several police officers. He beat him violently, all on his limbs.
"Ah... police, beating people, beating people... wu wu..."
"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, did not make a move. After all, Manager Huang was really vulnerable and there was no need for a group of people to beat him up. Now Zhang Yang was kicking and beating like a madman, which was frightening to watch.
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 intolerable!
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 this situation continues, the immortals will be lucky.
"Okay, okay..." Brother Dao couldn't stand it anymore, so he walked over to Zhang Yang and pulled him.
"Wait a minute, if *** is not convinced today, I will beat him to death!" Zhang Yang pushed Brother Dao towards Manager Huang and cursed: "Damn fat man, is there anyone else shouting?"
"Woo... I was wrong, I was wrong... Ah... stop fighting... Wuwu..."
"!"
"!" 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 for venting the frustration in his heart.
Just when Zhang Yang stood up straight, suddenly, the crowd burst out, and the gunman surrounded by more than two hundred gangsters was suddenly torn open. A group of heavily armed policemen with riot shields appeared, and with a crash, they forcibly killed Zhang Yang. When they came in, two hundred gangsters were no match for the well-trained police.
This group of police officers was not large in number, more than eighty in number. However, 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 look 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 the government or rebel. This is also the reason why gangsters cannot do big things. If there were not people like Brother Dao to hold the line, these people would have run away when the police showed up. There was no one in sight. 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 stress.
At this time, Director Yan simply noticed Manager Huang who was lying limp on the ground, looking around for someone. Of course, he also saw Manager Huang on the ground, but he didn't think that the guy with a swollen head like a pig's head was from a big factory. manager.
"Yan... Director Yan... I... I'm here..." Manager Huang pushed himself up 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 asked you to stand up?" Zhang Yang looked at Manager Huang coldly. (Quanben Novel Network www.QuANbEn-XiAoShUo.com)