Chapter 137: We Really Fought (Third Update, Seeking Monthly Tickets)

  "Is this a fight? Can a fight end up like this? Look at that person, no, the bones in both arms are broken, and the ribs on his chest should also be broken. You call this a fight? If 120 comes soon and he dies, you'll be guilty of intentional homicide! Where's the weapon? Is it that one?" Just then, a police officer who had finished examining the bodyguard's injuries on the car cover walked over, happened to hear Yang Yawei's words, and immediately pointed at Yang Yawei, shouting angrily.

  When he heard that the man was not dead, Yang Yiwei slightly let out a breath of relief. However, upon hearing the police officer's words, the expressions of the surrounding onlookers became somewhat strange. What the police officer said was indeed correct. Generally speaking, if someone is injured and tools such as knives or blunt objects like hammers are used, it becomes a serious matter, which is called intentional injury. But in this case, it seemed that no tools were used, just fists.

  Looking at the police pointing to the trash can next to him, Yang Yawei shook his head and said: "I didn't use anything." As soon as Yang Yawei's words fell, the police officer got angry: "I've seen arrogant people but not as arrogant as you. You didn't use anything? Are you telling me that using your hands to beat someone onto a car, breaking two forearm bones and several ribs doesn't count?"

  "Cough, cough... Officer, you've got it wrong, right? We're the victims, aren't we? Is this how you distinguish right from wrong? Didn't you see they had a lot of people? Seven or eight of them, and they even had bodyguards. There are only two of us." An Tiesheng finally came to his senses, cleared his throat twice, and walked over from the side.

  The two policemen were stunned for a moment, then lifted their heads and looked around. At this time, they also saw a little clue, but no matter if they were victims or not, it seemed that now two people had beaten seven or eight people on the other side and still had the upper hand. In the end, someone had to be found.

  "You go ask that side, I'll ask this side." The middle-aged police officer in charge hesitated for a moment, then pulled the clothes of the policeman next to him and spoke quickly.

  "Comrade, I'm also one of us in the system. Don't you think we should have a good talk about what happened today?" An Tixing leaned over and quickly pulled out an ID card from his pocket, handing it to the police officer. The officer was taken aback for a moment before taking it and opening it to take a look. Yang Yawei was not too far away, but due to the streetlights and neon lights, he could only see that it seemed like a military ID.

  He glanced at An Tiexing, and coincidentally met An Tiexing's gaze. He gave Yang Yawei a reassuring look. Yang Yawei nodded, although he didn't know why An Tiexing still had his university and military ID on him at S University, but these things should be An Tiexing's secrets, and Yang Yawei wasn't the kind of person to gossip.

  "Yang Yawei, are you okay?" "Are you okay?" The three of them, including Lu Lu, who had rushed down from the car, gathered around Yang Yawei and anxiously asked. Zhao Ying even patted An Tiexing's body all over to make sure he was not injured before stopping.

  "It's all right. You can rest assured." Yang Yawei said with a smile as he turned back.

  "Officer, take a look at us two. You can tell right away. Are we bad people? Take another look at them? They're driving a bunch of luxury cars and racing illegally over there. Aren't there cameras around here? Can't you just check the footage to see how fast they were going? Wouldn't that make it clear who's right and who's wrong?" Lulu quickly turned to the middle-aged police officer and asked after confirming that Yang Yawei was okay.

  Yang Yawei was covered in black lines, what's the logic behind "just by looking at you two I can tell you're not bad people"? Alright, I admit that you two are lovely to look at, but who says beautiful women can't be bad? This middle-aged policeman was probably defeated by Lu Lu's logic. He looked embarrassed for a moment, then sized up Lu Lu, Xia Xue Shan and Zhao Ying, this middle-aged policeman actually had good taste.

  Although it is said that there are many beauties, S city also has its share of beauties. However, beauties of different levels have their own circles. Even someone like Xia Xuelan, who comes from an ordinary family, may not be seen often after entering society. Why? It's simple: even if such a girl is very proud and self-loving, and won't throw herself into the arms of rich people for money, she will still receive certain privileges due to her appearance.

  It's inevitable, to put it in the most straightforward way. On a cold winter night, if there is an old man hailing a taxi but can't get one, you might not stop your car to give him a ride as you pass by. However, if it were a stunningly beautiful woman, I reckon every man would stop their car. Whether or not the beauty gets in the car is another story, but ninety percent of men would stop their cars - that's the difference.

  And it's like this kind of beautiful woman, as soon as she appears, there are two, and the other one is not bad either. If you say that there is no background, nobody will believe it. He himself is just an ordinary policeman. To put it a bit bluntly, he can afford to drive a BMW X6 worth over 1 million or 2 million yuan, which is not something that a small police officer like him can afford.

  "Alright, I understand. We'll handle this matter fairly, so don't worry." The middle-aged policeman smiled and nodded his head. "Yes, here's your ID card. Don't worry, we'll investigate." The middle-aged policeman returned An Tiesheng's ID card to him. An Tiesheng smiled and said: "How about this? I'll go over there and discuss it with them. If we can resolve it privately, then let's just resolve it privately. Making a big deal out of this won't do anyone any good. What do you think, officer?"

  "It's okay like this." The middle-aged policeman thought for a moment, then nodded in agreement. An Tiexing immediately greeted Yang Yawei and Zhao Ying, and walked directly towards the young man who was leading the group on the other side. Yang Yawei did not follow him over, probably because he still had a grudge against him at this time. If he went over now, it would probably not solve the problem, so let An Tiexing go and resolve it instead. Although An Tiexing looked rough, his experience in this aspect was definitely richer than Yang Yawei's.

  Those seven or eight young people were some distance away, so Yang Yawei couldn't hear what they were saying either. Occasionally, one of the young men's voice would suddenly increase in volume, and he seemed to be arguing with that police officer as well. An Tiexing walked over and said a few words to them, and then the police officer who had gone to ask questions came back. The young man looked at An Tiexing suspiciously before speaking: "What are you doing here? I'm telling you, today's matter isn't finished."

  "It's nothing, I just wanted to talk to you about what happened today." An Tiexing smiled slightly and spoke up. Yang Yawei couldn't hear what An Tiexing and the others were saying, he just waited for a few minutes, during which time the two of them quarreled again, before An Tiexing finally came over with the young man, looking unwilling.

  "Officer, we've already discussed it clearly. Today's matter is just a fight, there's no deep-seated grudge between us. You see, we're willing to settle this privately, can't we just consider the matter settled?" An Tiexing walked over and said with a smile.

  The middle-aged policeman's gaze immediately fell on the young man, and when he saw the policeman's gaze, the young man opened his mouth with some resentment and said: "Today's matter is just a fight, no need to bother the police, we will handle the compensation for these things ourselves."

  The middle-aged police officer looked at An Tiesheng with some surprise, although he didn't know what An Tiesheng had said, but from the situation on the scene, it was clear that this young man had suffered a great loss. On the other hand, Yang Yawei and his group were just driving an ordinary BMW X6, but the cars on the opposite side were not one of them worth less than 2 million yuan, with the cheapest being a Lamborghini worth 3-4 million yuan.

  In this messy place, accurately identifying the price of a car and its license plate number are essential tasks for these police officers. To avoid offending those who shouldn't be offended, these aspects must be done. Perhaps the car itself doesn't represent anything, but a billionaire would never drive a car worth only hundreds of thousands. Most of the time, these rules are quite useful, so after being in charge of this area for such a long time, this middle-aged police officer can also be considered an expert on cars, able to recognize all sorts of famous vehicles.

  Although this rule is not always applicable, these people can make the young people on the opposite side who drive so many good cars admit defeat. Their identity is absolutely not simple. After a brief thought in his mind, the middle-aged policeman let go of the matter very quickly. Neither party pursued it, and he naturally would not take these troubles upon himself.

  These young masters, this middle-aged policeman doesn't know how many he has met, but he knows the energy of these young people. To put it bluntly, most of them are just a group of arrogant youngsters. Sometimes for the sake of face, they can do anything. Now that they have finally met one who is not so arrogant, they quickly let things go and forget about it. He doesn't want to become the police protagonist in a video circulating online tomorrow, no matter whether he's right or wrong.

  A Mercedes-Benz that was smashed by Lu Lu, and a Toyota that was smashed, the owners of both cars came out. They had actually come out early, but when they saw the commotion at the time, they didn't dare to come up. Especially the owner of the Mercedes-Benz, he had just gotten out of his car after being hit for a short while, and from start to finish, he saw Yang Yawei's abnormal behavior of beating people, he was not like in the past looking for trouble.

  When the police started looking for the car owner, the Mercedes-Benz owner also walked over. Seeing the owner walking over, the young man glanced at him and said: "How much did it cost to repair this car? Give me a number, I'll write you a check now." To be honest, Yang Yawei didn't know how An Tiexing had negotiated, anyway, the young man was willing to compensate, so Yang Yawei didn't bother to talk nonsense. This matter was originally his fault.

  "Never mind, my car wasn't damaged too badly, it won't cost much money, you guys don't need to worry about me, I can handle it myself." The owner of the Benz probably also saw that there was no way to get compensation and didn't dare ask for money. Moreover, although his car had been hit from the side by Lulu's car, because Zhao Ying's speed wasn't fast at the time, the damage wasn't too severe. Even if it were towed to a 4S store, one or two hundred thousand would be enough. Since he can afford a Benz, this amount of money probably doesn't matter to him either.

  "No need, I don't lack that amount of money." On the contrary, the young man didn't even think about it and directly waved his hand to decline the Mercedes owner's kindness. He took out a check from his body and handed over a 50,000 yuan check.