The Road to Slaying God

"Police, police ... killed ... dead ..."

Manager Huang's shouting shout was particularly desolate, but more than a dozen policemen were surrounded by more than two hundred people and could not be approached at all.

Looking at Mr. Huang's mouth full of blood and fat body, Zhang Yang suddenly had a bloodthirsty urge.

"My aunt, I let you call, I let you call!"

"Step on you, I step on you ..."

Amazingly, Zhang Yang rushed forward to slap Fan Huang's chubby body on the ground and jumped on it.

Looking at Zhang Yang's frantic, red-eyed eyes, like a little bashing, everyone was stunned, where the knife brother was stupidly stupid.

"Oh!"

"Fuck, tigers don't show their strength, when I'm a sick cat!" Zhang Yangmeng kicked Manager Huang screamed, "Can't you chase my girlfriend?"

"Woohoo ... no more chase, no more chase ... ah ..."

"Aren't they great?"

"No no ... no ... oh ... police, help ..."

...

At this time, the manager was unkempt, his face was swollen like a pig's head, his mouth and nose were bleeding, and the black suit and white shirt were also kicked up like a pig's liver, the buttons were also dropped, and his body was curled together. Shivering constantly, where is the beginning of the spirit of anger, like a very fat beggar lively ... "Fuck, let them come here, even today I ca n’t save him!" Zhang Yang finally kicked Manager Huang kicked his hands and looked angry.

"..."

Brother Dao was speechless, waved his hand, and more than two hundred huddled immediately opened a passageway, and a group of policemen could finally come in.

"Woohoo ... policeman, policeman ... they hit someone ..." Manager Huang saw the policeman as if he had seen a savior, and he hugged a policeman's leg, and unfortunately, a dozen policemen did not dare How big a move is, the disparity in numbers is too great. The police are also human beings. The police are not superhuman. They naturally understand the current form. They do not recklessly before the reinforcement of the police force arrives. The event was out of control at one end, and the consequences were unimaginable.

Of course, several police officers intentionally or unintentionally protected Manager Huang, and it was their duty to protect the victims.

"Well, the police are just here. I can ask a question."

"Of course you can. I hope that if you have any disputes, you can go to the law enforcement agencies to deal with it. It's not good for anyone." The answer is a police officer in his forties who looks calm and attitude. Okay, of course, these police officers can see that Zhang Yang's violent tendency is now in his face, and stabilizing his publicity is the first job. Every police knows that Zhang Yang is the center of the matter. If this young man cannot be comforted, the situation may Worse.

"Well, understand, I will support the police work, I just want to know, if the crime of framing is established, what are the consequences?" Zhang Yang's violent gas.

"According to the provisions of Article 244 of the Criminal Law: Fabricating false accusations to frame others in an attempt to subject them to criminal prosecution, if the circumstances are serious, they shall be sentenced to three years in prison, detention or control; if they cause serious consequences, they shall be sentenced to three years More than ten years in prison. "The police's legal knowledge was very good, and he immediately answered the open question.

"Well, good, what is the standard for minor injuries? What are the penalties?"

"Minor injuries generally refer to the obvious degree of damage that is not sufficient to cause obvious harm to benevolence and physical health, and will not leave damage to organ dysfunction. Penalties for minor injuries are generally directly prosecuted by the civil party. Public security agencies do not issue relevant cases Material for responsibility determination. Evidence and cross-examination are generally provided by both parties. Of course, mediation is also one of the duties of public security organs ... "

"That is to say, framed is criminally responsible, while minor injuries are only civilly responsible?"

"Generally ..."

"That's good ... that's good ..."

Looking at Zhang Yang's somber smile, the middle-aged policeman felt a sense of extreme anxiety. It seemed that there was something wrong.

"The dog said, I'll hurt you slightly today ..."

Sure enough, as predicted by the police, Zhang Yang violently wounded his body. His body rushed to the manager Huang, who was protected by several police officers, and he was beaten. The positions were on the limbs.

"Ah ... police, beatings, beatings ... wow ..."

"Help ..."

Manager Huang ’s pig-like howl was so miserable that he saw hundreds of people around him. Liu Biao, who was eager to try, did n’t do anything. After all, Manager Huang was really vulnerable and did n’t need a group of people to besiege. Zhang Yang, like a crazy man's unbridled kick, saw people's hearts beating.

Indeed, Zhang Yang was out of control. He had had enough, because he had reached the realm of the strong and had been pursuing a low-key and low-key. Then I knew that A Mao and A Gou could bully him casually. It was tolerable, unbearable!

Several policemen didn't dare to approach, Zhang Yang was like a hunting beast. When he approached, he was thrown away and fell to the ground.

Of course, what's more important is that the twenty black people have already held more than a dozen police corps without taking any action, just pulling one by one, and a group of policemen can only watch 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 dumbly on Manager Huang's body, his heart jumps. Is this still a minor injury?

Seeing this continue, the undead are already lucky.

"Okay ..." Brother Dao couldn't stand it anymore, and went to Zhang Yang's side and pulled it.

"Wait a minute, I'll choke him if he's not convinced today!" Zhang Yang shoved Brother Huang and shouted at Manager Huang: "Dead fat man, is there anyone shouting?"

"Woohoo ... I'm wrong, I'm wrong ... Ah ... don't fight ... woohoo ..."

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

...

Finally, Zhang Yang seemed to be tired. He took a long breath, and his emotions seemed calmer. It seems that this kind of beating that is completely dependent on physical strength and not really good is the most suitable for venting the inner depression.

When Zhang Yang stood upright, suddenly, the crowd throbbed, and more than two hundred circles surrounded by it were suddenly torn apart. A group of heavily armed police officers holding riot shields appeared, and forcibly inserted them into the room. Hundreds of punks are opponents of trained police.

There were not many police officers in this group, more than eighty. However, the fully armed and uniform uniforms gave people a heavy psychological pressure, and they were immediately dispersed.

"what's going on?"

A middle-aged policeman wearing a police uniform, slightly fat, with a majestic face, walked in from the quarantine crowd.

"Director Yan." Brother Dao didn't have the slightest expression of panic.

"Blade brother!" Director Yan then saw the blade brother who was not tall, and his face suddenly changed color.

"Oh, Director Yan is doing well recently." Brother Dao laughed.

"No, no, this is good. As soon as you come, I will be very bad ..." Director Yan sighed.

"It's okay, it's just a small dispute. Even if my knife cub is even more arrogant, I will give it to Director Yan's face, brothers, it's gone!"

As soon as Brother Dao's voice fell, more than two hundred disturbed birds and beasts were dispersed. Facing a group of heavily armed riot police, the hooligans had no intention of staying here.

Hunks are always hunks. Hunks ca n’t fight with the axe, and they ca n’t be rebelled. This is why they ca n’t do big things. If there is n’t someone like Knife, they would have run when the police appeared. There is no figure, and it is commendable to be able to confront the police for a while without evading.

"Well, what about Manager Huang?" Seeing a group of people scattered, Director Yan's eyes were relieved, and more than 200 hand-held various weapons gathered together, even if he was a director, he also gave He caused tremendous psychological pressure.

At this time, Director Yan noticed Manager Huang who was slumped on the ground and looked around for someone. Of course, he also saw Manager Huang on the ground. However, he did not have the guy with a swollen head like a pig on the ground as a big factory. manager.

"Yan ... Director Yan ... I ... I'm here ..." Manager Huang stood up, finally stood up, wiped a handful of blood from his nose, and looked embarrassed.

"Peng!" A loud noise, Manager Huang's fat body was kicked by Zhang Yang, and fell heavily to the ground.

"Who made you stand up?" Zhang Yang looked at Manager Huang coldly.

(To be continued)