Hearing the shouts at the door, Liu Lihe and Han Zhen felt as if they heard the music of heaven, instantly invigorated.
"It was him, this bastard just pushed me down and hit my face!" Han Zhen pointed at Ge Dongxu and shrieked.
"Li Geng, you came just in time, it was this guy who hit people! He just dislocated my two hands!" Liu Lihe also cried out, lifting his hands deliberately.
The people who entered through the door were two men; one of them had a beer belly, was wearing a formal police uniform with a cap slightly askew on his head, a fierce look on his face, holding a baton in his hand. He had been shouting at the door, and was also Liu Lihe's classmate.
The other was a chubby auxiliary policeman, panting as he walked, making one wonder if he could even run should he encounter a criminal. He also held a baton in his hand.
