"Don't be afraid, we've already informed the police." A bearded security guard in front stared at Mo Huasong.
Mo Huasong sneered at the guard: "Seems like you lot are pretty cozy with those scalpers, ignoring them when they beat up my classmate. Now that the scalpers are getting a taste of their own medicine, you jump in?"
"Our job is to maintain order here, it doesn't matter who's involved in the fight, we'd intervene. I didn't see the fight you're talking about earlier, don't slander us." The bearded security guard responded defensively, face flushed.
Ignoring the security guards, Mo Huasong went over to Su Weidong and helped him up: "Let's head back to school."
"Hmph, you beat them to a pulp and you think you can just walk away?" The bearded security guard charged towards Mo Huasong with his baton in hand.
Mo Huason's right hand shot out. With a "bang", the bearded guard was sent flying, his face swelling up like a pig's head.
