Refusing to join the underworld: the days of fighting against bad boys

The tall police officer noticed my state and seemed to be used to it. He sneered and said, "If I had known what I was doing today, why would I have done it before! Students today are too courageous!"

"I was wronged!" I stared at him bitterly, wanting to punch him in the face.

"What a mistake!" The police officer suddenly slapped my face with the back of his hand, and suddenly I felt stares in my eyes. The strength of an adult was too great, which made me a little dizzy.

I shook my head and said, "How can the police beat people!"

The officers to my left and right, and the driver of the car, suddenly laughed together. [

"Our police like to beat you little hooligans the most. If you don't learn how to bully other students all day long, you will make a good school a mess. If you are not convinced, you can sue us!" The tall police officer suddenly stood up, because I couldn't accommodate his height, so he squatted in front of me in a very aggrieved posture, hugged my head with both hands, and pressed down hard.

I banged my head on his knee so hard that I almost passed out.

"I was wronged..." I tried my best to say these five words, gritted my teeth, and silently endured the pain.

"Still talking!" The tall police officer swung his fist as big as a casserole pot hard on my face. The whole left side of my face was numb and painful.

"You bastard who deserves a beating." The police officer beat my stomach again, cursing: "Your parents paid you to study, so they tell you to fight and rob every day at school?"

My internal organs were so uncomfortable that they almost popped out of my mouth.There was indeed a fight, but it was managed by the school's security department, and it wasn't serious enough for you to intervene, right?As for the robbery, it is even more of a non-existent thing!

I was thinking about all this, but I was in so much pain that I couldn't speak.Beads of sweat dripped from my forehead, and I could hear another policeman and the driver laughing.

"Before you get to the Public Security Bureau, please be honest!" The tall police officer finally stopped, sat down, patted my face and said, "Son, get ready to go to jail."

"I was wronged..." I struggled to squeeze these words out of my mouth.

"You are still stubborn!" The police officer was angry again, and raised his hand again.