The two men entered the elevator and went upstairs, leaving the woman behind to deal with the aftermath.

Huang Weiliang checked himself, and found that his decent clothes were a bit out of shape. Then he carefully groped his head, sighing in a low voice or feeling irritated.

Yang Jingxing could see clearly through Huang Weiliang's somewhat sparse short crew cut. He tried to please the leader: "I have two bags and there is some bleeding. It's best to deal with it."

Huang Weiliang had already confirmed the position of taking off the bag. After touching it lightly, he looked at his palm and shook his head: "It's not a big deal..." He turned around and looked: "Are you okay?"

Yang Jingxing shook his head: "It's okay... I'm just a little scared."

Huang Weiliang sneered: "This matter is not over... I have a moment, I am young and strong." He touched his trouser pocket: "My phone fell out of the car... Don't worry about it for now, you give Lao Zhang a call."

Yang Jingxing dialed Zhang Yanhao and gave the phone to Huang Weiliang.

Huang Weiliang had already held his head high, and put one hand in his trouser pocket: "...Hey, fuck @***, I almost lost this car today... It's not a big deal, it doesn't look like it's life-threatening, and my arms and legs are saved..."

Just now, I left from Dulin... Don't worry about this, I'll stay here for a few days and see what happens... He's fine, he's a brother..."

Huang Weiliang did not save Yang Jingxing's phone bill at all. He told Zhang Yanhao what happened in detail and then analyzed it. Huang Weiliang believed that those people were novices who took money to do things. They were not very courageous and they probably did not have cruel and vicious plans.

, so I got out of the negotiation and wanted to get money to do things, and maybe I could use some tricks. I didn’t expect that the other party was completely unreasonable, so now I can only be injured and disabled.

Huang Weiliang sat on the sofa and gently stroked the big bump on his head: "...Tang Xiaoxiao, lend him some courage... Let's see how Du Lin handles it. Give her some face first... That's best. Artist Jin Wen doesn't want to go there in the future."

The south side..."

The doorbell rang, and Yang Jingxing went to open the door. Two policemen and a security guard opened the door.

Yang Jingxing felt safe: "Hello, police officer, please come in."

The police came in and observed the environment. Huang Weiliang had already hung up the phone and greeted the police warmly: "Two comrades, please catch the gangster and find out the real culprit."

A policeman nodded solemnly: "I need your cooperation...please show me your ID card."

After looking at the ID card, I asked a few simple questions: What is your occupation, why did you come to Pingjing, do you know the attacker... Then please follow the police and go to the police station to make a record.

Going downstairs to the parking lot, Du Linzhen was talking to two other policemen. The property owner and the security guard were also being questioned by the police. Dai Yinlan had also arrived and was talking on the phone in a low voice.

The policeman who was questioning Yang Jingxing and Huang Weiliang scolded the three handcuffed criminal suspects squatting next to them to raise their heads and check with the victim to see if it was them.

The suspect also respects the police. The one who pretended to be dead is now more energetic: "Comrade, my stomach hurts so much, I can't help anymore..."

The police respected human rights and said they would send him to the hospital for examination.

Yang Jingxing ran to plead with Du Lin: "Sister Lin, I have something to do at school, and it will be late tomorrow."

Du Lin nodded anxiously: "I know, I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'll try my best. Don't worry..."

The ambulance also came. The parking lot was very busy, and the residents who came home late were very excited to watch the excitement.

The people who got off the ambulance seemed to be used to it. They first cared about the injured and asked the one who kept saying that he was dying: "Where is the injury... Where does it hurt... How did it happen... Lie down, lie down... Does it hurt to press on like this?"

It hurts... Have you peed your pants... Do you want to pee... Do you feel like you need to pee... Take off your pants... Hurry, do you want to die..."

It was so humiliating. In front of everyone, the man was lying down struggling to take off his pants and underwear.

The ambulance crew saw clearly: "There is blood, your bladder is probably broken, get in the car quickly."

The injured hand was much easier to check. The ambulanceman confirmed at a glance that it was a fracture and got in the car. The injured head was so swollen and had obvious symptoms of concussion that he also got in the car.

Well, the three police officers escorted the suspect to the hospital first. Huang Weiliang was very injured, but he still comforted Yang Jingxing: "Don't be afraid, I won't let anything happen to you... It's self-defense!"

I don’t know what happened to the case handling procedure. The police asked the victim what happened at the time and wanted to recreate it at the scene.

Huang Weiliang and Du Lin rushed to tell how those people got out of the car, how they shouted and killed with long and short knives, how their car reversed, and then they were blocked before they had time to get out of the car.

The police asked Huang Weiliang why he got out of the car, and Huang Weiliang told the truth. He also wanted to resolve the matter to prevent it from getting worse. Besides, there were women and students in the car who also had to protect themselves.

The police asked Yang Jingxing again why he got out of the car. Yang Jingxing said: "I saw them beating Manager Huang, and I was afraid something would happen. I wanted to beg for mercy."

The policeman looked at Yang Jingxing: "Do you beg?"

Yang Jingxing nodded repeatedly: "Please, they don't listen and want to beat me."

The police want details: "How did it happen? How did you fight back?"

Yang Jingxing rehearsed: "I'm standing here. He wants to poke me with the steel pipe, so I reach out to grab it and kick him..."

The policeman pretended to be a suspect: "Is it here...how did he poke you...how did you grab it...how did you kick him..."

The crime scene turned into an action movie rehearsal, with Yang Jingxing playing himself and the two policemen playing the suspects. They went step by step carefully, as if they were going to complete a big project in one shot.

Huang Weiliang and Du Lin were working beside them, aiming for the crisis of the form and the ferocity of the gangsters. The security guards and onlookers acted as cheerleaders, cheering for the rehearsal staff, making it exciting and awesome.

But the police did not appreciate this behavior: "It's just good luck that I didn't meet a desperado..."

Du Lin regretted, how could she have imagined that such a thing would happen, she had no enemies.

The policeman asked Yang Jingxing again: "Do you usually exercise a lot?"

Yang Jingxing nodded: "Well, I'm quite strong."

The police need to teach you that strength is useless. Don’t be so impulsive in the future. Good luck doesn’t happen every time...

They still had to go back to the police station. The police were more polite to the victim and asked Hongxing and the other three to drive alone and follow the police car. Du Lin’s intention was not to involve Tang Xiaoxiao in the first place. It’s not easy for artists. Judging from several phone calls, Tang Xiaoxiao should be

He was betrayed. Du Lin had an actor with good acting skills at his disposal, and he judged that Tang Xiaoxiao's despair and sadness were not acting.

Huang Weiliang doesn't think so much now, but he is very sure that he has revenge...

Yang Jingxing applied to the two leaders to make a call to Liu Miao: "I'm going back to the hotel right away. Let me know...it's true...the phone is about to run out of battery, so I'm calling now...it's too late to charge it..."

...charging and making phone calls is dangerous...you still have to go to class...don't say it anymore, I'm driving...tell Xuexue...I'll call again tomorrow...I really won't say it anymore...no one else, just my colleagues...

…”

By the time Yang Jingxing's call was over, Du Lin and Huang Weiliang could not regain their previous sparks of wisdom and arrogance for a long time.

When we arrived at the station, the police were merciless again and told us about the situation. We received a call from the hospital and started rescue operations. If something happened, tonight's incident would escalate.

Huang Weiliang is very aggrieved. He is the victim.

Du Lin was busy making phone calls and comforting Yang Jingxing, and the police did not stop him.

Still entering the process, the three of Hongxing went to three offices to take notes. As agreed before, Yang Jingxing didn't know anything. It was his first time in Pingjing in many years, and he didn't know anyone in Pingjing. He only went to see his colleagues in the evening.

When I was playing at home, I encountered gangsters and watched my colleagues being attacked, so I came to help.

The young policewoman in summer uniform was more responsible and asked Yang Jingxing: "Did you offend anyone at the concert? Please recall carefully."

Yang Jingxing shook his head: "No."

The female police officer reminded: "Is there anyone who disapproves of you for becoming a director at such a young age? What kind of work are you responsible for?"

Yang Jingxing replied: "I only care about music. The team was established very early and everyone is happy to work together... I don't think those people are targeting me."

The male police officer who came back from the scene said: "We are sorry for what happened to you. We will investigate the case thoroughly, but we also hope that as a public figure, you will try to avoid this incident from causing too much negative impact on society."

Yang Jingxing explained: "I am just a small behind-the-scenes person... My two colleagues are very low-key people and should not escalate the situation."

Someone outside pushed the door open and called the male policeman out.

The female police officer in her twenties still had a serious expression. She looked at Yang Jingxing and reminded: "You'd better think about it carefully, for example, if there is anything that affects the interests of others... Your profession is very complicated."

Yang Jingxing defended the reputation of the industry: "It's not bad... maybe it's just that I haven't experienced it since I've been in the industry for a short time."

A female police officer commented: “With little experience, it’s easy to suffer losses. If you suffer losses, you still don’t know what’s going on... How did you become a director so soon after you entered the industry?”

Yang Jingxing smiled: "It sounds like I'm the director, but in reality I'm just doing odd jobs."

The female police officer relaxed and leaned on the back of the chair, seeming a little disdainful: "You also want to be a star?"

Yang Jingxing smiled.

The female police officer seemed to understand: "Don't think of some things too easily."

Yang Jingxing nodded: "Thank you for reminding me...it's not as difficult for a girl to be a police officer."

The female police officer was very disgusted: "What girl... you are prejudiced!"

Yang Jingxing admitted his mistake: "I'm sorry."

The female police officer looked at the information, sympathized and criticized: "I am just 20 years old in 1988, and I don't study hard..."

Yang Jingxing asked: "You graduated from the police academy, right?"

The female police officer reminded: "You didn't ask me!"

Yang Jingxing said: "When I was young, my ideals were to be a soldier or a policeman. Whoever thought of becoming a musician, you have realized your ideal."

The female police officer encouraged her with obvious hypocrisy: "Being a star is good, you will be famous and have lots of money."

Yang Jingxing felt a little aggrieved: "You are also biased. You must think that we are being retaliated against by others because we haven't done anything good."

The female police officer showed a serious look: "I didn't say that!"

Yang Jingxing boldly said, "That's what I mean."

The female police officer asked: "Then you did good deeds and offended others?"

Yang Jingxing is self-aware: "I'm not a policeman."

The female police officer educates the little kid: "Police are not the only ones who do good things..."

The male policeman pushed open the door and came back: "It's almost done, you can go after signing."
To be continued...