Thirty-three Violence(2/2)
"Yeah!" Chen Xiaofang nodded, "It's afternoon, it's still a few hours to go back. It's dark. I'm afraid he will call me and can't find me. He should be about to arrive in Beijing!"
"Stop!" At this moment, two policemen came in a hurry, "What's going on?"
"What's wrong? I beat the person, what's wrong?" Zheng Yong stood up.
"Wow!" With a crisp sound, the long sword on his back suddenly appeared in his hand. The black cloth on the knife disappeared at some point. The blade flashed with a cold light in the sun.
The crowd exclaimed and scattered.
Even the two policemen couldn't help but take a few steps back.
"You... are you a member of the Buyi tribe?" one of them asked in a trembling voice.
"You ask him!"
Zheng Yong held the knife with one hand and pointed at the tourist just now, "He knows what's going on. Just now, he was cheated. These scumbags want to come to trouble us. I defend myself, what's wrong?"
"I don't know, I don't know..." the tourist said hurriedly.
"You!" Zheng Yong was furious.
This incident was caused by him, and he said he didn't know?
At this time, Chen Xiaofang chuckled and came to the two policemen in full view, whispered a few words. The two policemen looked at each other with a slight look on their faces, and Chen Xiaofang returned to Zheng Yong.
"Put the knife away, let's go!" Chen Xiaofang said.
"Just leave like this?" Zheng Yong was stunned.
"Why are you standing there? Let's go!"
Chen Xiaofang glared at Zheng Yong, took Chen Xi's hand, and the four of them left with each other in front of each other.
Chapter completed!