"What did you say?" The bald man stood up in anger when he heard this. He didn't care about putting on his shoes. He picked up the kitchen knife on the kitchen counter and pointed it at Zhou You, "Say it again!"

"Go out and talk." Zhou You hooked his hand at him.

"Fuck! Are you still going out? Behave with me?" The bald man stood up with a kitchen knife, "Believe it or not, I will chop you now!"

"Don't believe it." Zhou You nodded seriously.

The bald man stepped forward again and slapped Zhou You's face with the knife: "Say it again!"

But when Zhou You's eyes lit up, he saw: "I believe it now, so I'm going to start defending myself."

He has been wearing a practice bracelet for a long time, and has been immersed in the high school magic plane many times. Zhou You was also curious about his current strength. Before he finished speaking, he raised his hand, pinched the bald head's right wrist holding the knife with both hands, and used this as the axis to exert force, turned around and swung the bald head.

The bald body drew a wonderful arc in the air until a dull sound of the sound of the pong, and it fell to the floor like a hammer that smashed clothes.

The bald man even stared at him stupidly for no idea what happened. He didn't scream until the severe pain on his wrist and back came, "Oh, I'll fuck...ah!"

Only then did the peers react. A man and a woman rushed forward and helped the bald head up, and no one else dared to provoke Zhou You again.

The curly-haired woman pointed at Zhou You from a distance and scolded: "How did you hit someone!"

"Are you blind? He's chopping people." Zhou You clapped his hands, lowered his head and rushed to the bald head covered his wrists and sweating, "Why don't you leave?"

The bald man was stunned for a moment, and suddenly pushed away and started rolling on the ground: "Oh, I'm broken, I'm broken... No, no, no, ambulance!"

The group pointed at Zhou You and started to curse.

"What's going on? You guys hit people as soon as you come up?"

"Why don't you call 120?"

"If my brother has a few things, he will never be with you."

While pushing, the curtain of the restaurant was lifted and two police officers walked in without expression.

In fact, Zhou You went out to call the police as soon as he saw these people. He had been here for so many years before, and his family really had some relationship with the village. This time, Zhou You contacted his father directly, and found the people from Panlong Village next to him and the police officer on duty.

When the police arrived, the group of people pointed at Zhou You and said, "Comrade Police, he beats people."

"Come and evaluate the law."

"Try 120 first."

At this time, the guests staying nearby stopped working and stood up and surrounded him.

"Don't listen to them, they'll make trouble first."

"That bald man has taken the knife, the store manager is defending himself."

"Uncle police, I have videos here..."

"Okay, okay, don't talk about it." The old policeman in the lead looked around and said, "Who said there was a video just now?"

"Me." The girl in the baseball cap squeezed forward and showed her phone to the police.

The curly-haired woman stepped forward and wanted to snatch her phone: "No, policeman, don't believe that, you see, my elder brother has a broken bone..."

"You let go, I can see if the bones are broken." The old policeman glanced at the bald head and then glared at the curly haired woman.

The curly-haired woman immediately said angrily: "My brother is sick. If it is delayed, you have to take responsibility."

"If your brother is sick, don't call 120, who are you waiting for? Find it out yourself before speaking." The old policeman snorted, took his cell phone, and opened it with the young policeman to watch.

The curly woman was said to this, although she lost her momentum, she still argued: "The person who beats people is responsible. What is our own call 120?"

As she complained, the police officer had already watched the video. The old police officer turned back the bald head and moved the knife, walked to the bald head, and showed it to them and said, "I see clearly, it's you who clearly used sharp weapons to deliberately hurt people in public business places. As for him..."

The old policeman said and pointed at Zhou You, "I'll make it clear. Even if his self-defense is really a matter of faults and something happens, it will be exempted from self-defense."

At this moment, the bald man just moaned and didn't say anything, rolling on the ground.

The curly haired woman stood up and scolded, "What's this? She's just a slut? We were obviously injured and didn't even call an ambulance. What's your relationship?"

"Shut up first." The old policeman raised his hand and stopped him and said, "There is a reason why he didn't call. My suggestion is that you can make peace on the spot and each solve the problem..."

"Why should I reconcile? My brother is like this."

"Shut up first!" The old policeman pressed over with a louder voice. After the curly haired woman stopped, he continued, "It's okay not to reconcile. We will go through the process and file a case. First go to the hospital to judge the injury. Then everyone will return to the police force to record confessions, videos, and surveillance. Our police force will make a preliminary judgment of responsibility. I can tell you very clearly that he..."

The old police officer pointed at Zhou You again: "It is very reasonable and legitimate self-defense, and it is limited. You can stop immediately after ensuring your safety. And you, you deliberately use sharp weapons to injure people in the business premises. Although there is no serious consequence, you can be held criminally responsible at most."

"Who are you scared? Who is afraid of whom?" The curly girl still started cursing after hearing this.

The old policeman glared at the curly girl: "Have you asked me?"

“…”

The old policeman then turned to the bald man and said, "Do you insist on filing a case?"

"Persevere!" the curly girl shouted again.

But the other bald peers around were silent, with doubts in their eyes.

The old policeman was stunned and turned around and said, "Where are you?"

Zhou You nodded and said, "Now forget it, don't bother anyone, no problem. But if the other party insists on filing a case, I will stick to it to the end and refuse all the possibility of reconciliation in the middle. All the evidence and witnesses are on my side. I am confident that criminal detention is the minimum goal."

The old police officer chuckled: "You can do it, you can do it one by one. I just mediated on the spot, do you think it is the Supreme Court's defense?"

“…”

"Okay, the matter is very clear." The old policeman looked at the bald man again, "Do you understand it too? If you reconcile, you will leave now. If you insist on filing a case, I will send someone to accompany you to the hospital for an injury test, and others will go back to record confessions with me."

"Who is afraid of whom? You will mess with the shit." The curly woman got up again.

The old policeman looked the same and nodded at the curly girl: "Who is messing with the shit, who is picking the shit? Do you can't see it or think it through?"

The curly girl was excited again when she heard this: "Why are you talking? Is this what the police said?"

"You wait first..." The bald man was already panicked. At this time, his eyes turned, he pulled his left and right, shook his wrists, and after confirming that it was okay, he glared at Zhou You and snorted, "You wait, someone will deal with you."

After talking, he quickly walked out.

The peers followed quickly, and the curly-haired woman was still not over yet. She pointed at the policeman's nose and was about to scold her, but she was dragged away by others.

Seeing that they had escaped, the guests felt as if they had won a battle: "Uncle Police is a good person!"

"I'm hungry when I see it."

"What's that position just now? It's so handsome!"
Chapter completed!