A moment later, several police cars drove over. The heading car’s door was roughly opened and a young man in black rushed to help Lin Mumu out of Xiao Liu’s grasp and pushed him away before rushing to Nandu Hotel’s entrance and punching Duan Hailiang on the face.
Another senior police officer started shouting loudly: “Is your police truncheon made for fighting little girls?”
The three police officers heard the voice, and instantly were frightened just like a mouse seeing a cat, they didn’t dare keep up their arrogant acts anymore.
Lin Mumu started sobbing while begging for help: “You are a good people, right? You will take justice in our stead, right?
We are students of Beijing University. Our classmate got drunk and just got out of Fei Shang to go back to school. Their leader saw our friend and insisted on pulling our classmate Xiaoqin to the hotel to book a room.
We refused to let him, and they ganged on us together, saying the long dark nights were lonely, and they would take us to accompany them overnight at the station.
Xiaoqin is over there! Quickly go save her! My classmate is very beautiful, I am afraid she’ll be bullied by a beast.” Lin Mumu knows that An Xiaoqin was saved, but still pretended to anxiously point at the hotel.
“Is this really true?!” This was the director of the north of the city’s police station. He didn’t expect that the people under his own administration would do such lowly things.
“How could we joke about our classmate’s reputation? We are students of Beijing University, we didn’t expect to be bullied at the doorstep of our own school.” Lin Mumu’s voice barely fell when Chen Fangya and Liu Yuanyuan had already burst into mournful and miserable weeps.
The two little girls didn’t know Lin Mumu’s purpose, they merely felt the lingering fear after the scary experience they’ve just been through, and were feeling extremely wronged, crying was not necessarily a sign of weakness, but rather an emotional outlet for stressful feelings.
At this time, An Mingxuan had already supported back the muddled and limp An Xiaoqin. Duan Hailiang was beaten into a pulp by two punches of his and a kick to his stomach. He was now painfully rolling on the ground.
A moment later, several police cars drove over. The heading car’s door was roughly opened and a young man in black rushed to help Lin Mumu out of Xiao Liu’s grasp and pushed him away before rushing to Nandu Hotel’s entrance and punching Duan Hailiang on the face.
Another senior police officer started shouting loudly: “Is your police truncheon made for fighting little girls?”
The three police officers heard the voice, and instantly were frightened just like a mouse seeing a cat, they didn’t dare keep up their arrogant acts anymore.
Lin Mumu started sobbing while begging for help: “You are a good people, right? You will take justice in our stead, right?
We are students of Beijing University. Our classmate got drunk and just got out of Fei Shang to go back to school. Their leader saw our friend and insisted on pulling our classmate Xiaoqin to the hotel to book a room.
We refused to let him, and they ganged on us together, saying the long dark nights were lonely, and they would take us to accompany them overnight at the station.
Xiaoqin is over there! Quickly go save her! My classmate is very beautiful, I am afraid she’ll be bullied by a beast.” Lin Mumu knows that An Xiaoqin was saved, but still pretended to anxiously point at the hotel.
“Is this really true?!” This was the director of the north of the city’s police station. He didn’t expect that the people under his own administration would do such lowly things.
“How could we joke about our classmate’s reputation? We are students of Beijing University, we didn’t expect to be bullied at the doorstep of our own school.” Lin Mumu’s voice barely fell when Chen Fangya and Liu Yuanyuan had already burst into mournful and miserable weeps.
The two little girls didn’t know Lin Mumu’s purpose, they merely felt the lingering fear after the scary experience they’ve just been through, and were feeling extremely wronged, crying was not necessarily a sign of weakness, but rather an emotional outlet for stressful feelings.
At this time, An Mingxuan had already supported back the muddled and limp An Xiaoqin. Duan Hailiang was beaten into a pulp by two punches of his and a kick to his stomach. He was now painfully rolling on the ground.
