thump!

Before more than a dozen security guards could react, Wang Yang was already lying on the ground, curled up like a shrimp and shaking non-stop*.

"Boss, should we call an ambulance?"

The security guards began to worry when they saw this scene. Although they were arresting someone, they couldn't help but start to panic when they saw Wang Yang's painful and twisted look.

They all had the same idea. This internal fight was too intense, and this person was too inexperienced. How could he be lying on the ground with just one punch?

That's not right either. He was fine after the beating, but why did he suddenly lie down after a while?

A policeman who was about forty years old got out of the police car. He saw that the bridge was surrounded by security guards and knew that it was the scene of the incident. He quickened his pace and ran over.

"What the hell do you call an ambulance? He can't die. Even if he dies, we won't call him."

The fat security guard was also puzzled. He glanced at Zhang Yang and then at Wang Yang, who was twisting in pain.

While showing his domineering attitude, he did not dare to be careless and squatted down to check the injury.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way."

The bridge was very narrow, and more and more students surrounded it, but they didn't dare to get too close. After all, the posture alone was enough to intimidate people, and those who didn't know it thought something big had happened.

The police outside shouted and squeezed in. They were shocked when they saw a group of security guards surrounding a young man lying on the ground.

"Stop." The police shouted and rushed over.

"Comrade police, we didn't take action."
Chapter completed!