"I saw it. He did take a photo secretly!" A man in black-rimmed glasses walked out from the crowd of onlookers. He was about 30 years old and wore a beige jacket and black jeans. He was tall and looked zealous.
"Alright, now that we have a witness, take out your phone. Otherwise, go straight to the police station!" Bai Luo also grabbed the man. She had always hated scumbags who did not respect women.
"You people!" The man glared at the man in the beige jacket. "You'd better mind your own business! Otherwise, you'll get into trouble!"
"Who are you threatening!" Xia Jin also pressed on the man's shoulder. "If you don't cooperate, we'll make a trip to the police station!"
The man in the beige jacket was not nervous at all when he saw him threatening him. Instead, he walked closer. The gaze behind his glasses was very sharp. He bent over and whispered to the man, "A scumbag like you don't deserve to live. Bullying a few young girls, what are you!"
