The villain, he came to power by acting like a baby

Chapter 233 Lost at the same table and popsicles (12)

Zhao Xinyang: "???"

Zhao Xinyang huddled in a corner, staring blankly at Yu Mu who was fighting in the crowd with a serious face.

He blinked, and at this moment stood by and watched, Zhao Xinyang suddenly realized that she hadn't seen her for a few days, and sister Yu's fights seemed to be getting better and better!

fuck!

This catch is awesome!
fuck!

This action is so handsome!

I'm going, it's the day!
Zhao Xinyang, who watched the whole fight in silence, felt that the admiration for Yumu in his heart was really endless like a surging river!
Really, handsome burst!

Just a few strokes, and they all fell down!

Zhang Qi, with a bruised nose and swollen face from the beating, looked at Yu Mu in disbelief.

It is clear that during the fight yesterday, he and Yu Mu fought evenly.It's only been a day, why is Yu Mu so powerful?

Yu Mu beat up the group of people and stretched their muscles and bones, which made them feel much more comfortable.

She raised her hand and rubbed her shoulders, relaxing.

He was about to lead Zhao Xinyang to leave the venue together, but who knew that as soon as he turned around and stepped out of the alley, several policemen in police uniforms came over.

Yu Mu suddenly stopped, and looked at Zhao Xinyang.

...

...

police station.

The unscrupulous teenagers from Zhang Qi's group were thrown on the chairs aside, sitting obediently in rows, their noses and faces swollen and their heads bowed, not daring to speak.

A few middle-aged police uncles were sitting in front of them. All the police uncles had serious faces, criticizing these unscrupulous youths very seriously.

Even outside the police station, the distressed voices of the police uncles can be heard.

"Tell me about you, look! What do you all look like! Shaved heads, tattoos, and fights! You think you are handsome and awesome, don't you? If you don't read good books, you have to be a punk. Punks have What's so good about being a punk now? Is it possible to become a big punk when I grow up? And bring a group of people to fight?! What a great job!"

The blue veins on the forehead that the police uncles said expressed their heartache and helplessness for the current situation of young people who are willing to degenerate.

They clenched their fists tightly, wishing to use their own hands to wake up these young people who were going astray and walk on the right path.

But no matter how sincere the police uncles said, these little gangsters still don't know how to repent.

When the police uncles are not paying attention, they will secretly complain to the partners around them: "Fuck it, which little bastard called the police to me! It's so annoying, I have to call my mother after bail Come here! Fuck it, my mother might beat me to death!"

"Don't say it, I am the same! Although my mother will not come, my father will definitely come."

"Hehe, I don't even have a bailman, you still have me?"

"..."

The punks communicated in a few words, and the words were full of resentment and irritability.

Zhang Qi's face was also extremely ugly, sitting there without saying a word, his face was very gloomy.

Compared with here, Yu Mu and Zhao Xinyang cooperated quite well in the interrogation room, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

"Tell me, why are you gathering people to fight?" The young police officer sitting in front of him asked with a serious face.

Yu Mu sat there quietly and didn't speak.

"Uncle policeman, you are wronged! Sister Yu and I were just passing by, we didn't participate in the gang fight you mentioned!" On the contrary, Zhao Xinyang sat there full of injustice and complained, "We were going to go through It's in that alley, but who knows there is a fight in it! So Sister Yu and I didn't say anything, we quickly turned around and planned to run, but we didn't expect to see you as soon as we turned around."

Zhao Xinyang had a bitter face, and that expression was even worse than that of Dou E: "Uncle policeman, you have to trust me! Look at me, and look at Sister Yu, we are all good students who study hard and make progress every day. How can it be possible? Could it be a bad boy who gathers people to fight?"

The face of the police officer who was called 'Uncle' on the opposite side did not change at all. He listened to Zhao Xinyang's words and looked around at Zhao Xinyang and Yu Mu.

Both Zhao Xinyang and Yu Mu were still wearing the school uniform of the No. [-] Middle School. Zhao Xinyang had short black hair, clean and bright, and Yu Mu sat beside him quietly with long eyelashes drooping down. His long black hair was casually tied into a ponytail.

Compared with the group of gangsters outside who dyed their hair in various colors, had tattoos all over their bodies, and were still dressed like fools, they must have looked like good students who studied hard and made progress every day.

Especially Yu Mu, who was sitting next to him, who was quite quiet.

At a glance, you never think about whether this girl is going to fight, because there doesn't seem to be the slightest connection between the two.

but……

The little police officer squinted his eyes slightly, holding a recording pen in his hand, and said seriously: "Oh, really? But the group of people outside just testified that the wounds on their bodies were caused by the two of you. Especially... is it This girl next to you. They told me, your name is Yu Mu, right?"

Yu Mu, who was named, raised her long eyelashes coldly, and the girl leaned on the back of the chair in the interrogation room, her light-colored school uniform stained and wrinkled.

Her dark eyes looked at the little policeman calmly, she gave a faint "um", and looked away again, with a cold and indifferent expression.

Seeing this, the little police officer continued: "According to the information we have investigated, you two are well-known giants in the third middle school..."

Zhao Xinyang smiled when he heard the words, and said modestly: "Exaggerated, exaggerated."

Police brother: "..."

The little policeman looked at the smile on Zhao Xinyang's face, and said softly, "Didn't you just say that you are a good student who makes progress every day and studies hard? Why do you admit it now?"

Zhao Xinyang's face froze immediately.

Oops!Fucking indirectness again forgot about it.

Now that he has been exposed, Zhao Xinyang did not continue to pretend to be a student, but continued to say with a bitter face: "Uncle policeman, I was wrong, I lied! We... We did participate in this fight, but this is It's not what we want! Look, look at the wound on my sister Yu's forehead, look, how miserable it is!"

The situation was urgent, and Zhao Xinyang didn't care about anything else. He quickly pointed to Yu Mu's injured forehead, and accused Zhang Qi and the others of their crimes: "Look at how they injured my sister Yu! This is done with such a big wooden It's a big stick, it's so big—"

Zhao Xinyang made an exaggerated gesture with his hand, "It's almost thicker than my thigh!" His words were even more exaggerated.

"Uncle policeman, fortunately, my sister Yu has a strong head, so I was not knocked stupid by their stick! If it is more serious, I guess I... my sister Yu will die... WooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooPai, so i didn’t get knocked stupid by their sticks so I didn’t get knocked stupid by their stick! Ah, I went to the appointment alone, but was beaten by a group of people. Anyway, my sister Yu is still a weak girl, woo woo woo..."

(End of this chapter)