Song Xiaodong got into the van ahead, and immediately someone pushed him hard from behind, shouting, "Hurry up! Did you skip breakfast or something?"
Song Xiaodong stumbled, turned around to look at the young policeman in his twenties, furrowed his eyebrows, and said, "Did you push me?"
The young policeman glared and responded, "So what if I pushed you? You better behave yourself, or else I'll make your life hell."
Song Xiaodong's expression darkened as he said, "Aren't I supposed to cooperate with you? What kind of attitude is this?"
"Attitude? Who are you to talk about attitude with me? Just sit down." The young policeman followed him onto the van and with a raise of his hand, his fist headed straight for Song Xiaodong's chest.
Song Xiaodong caught the policeman's wrist and said coldly, "Are you trying to hit? Are policemen allowed to hit people just like that?"
