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Hao Jian just watched coldly and did not stop them.
Then, Zhuang Weixiong and the rest burst in, glanced at Song Kexin, and angrily said, "Hao Yingjun, how dare you molest a female colleague?"
"Idiot!" Hao Jian scoffed, his contempt evident as he curled his lip. The theatrics were just too over the top.
"Well, well, still so arrogant after molesting a colleague. Brothers, quickly take pictures of his criminal evidence!" Zhuang Weixiong picked up the camera and started snapping furiously at Hao Jian, the flash blazing incessantly.
Hao Jian shielded his eyes with his hand, growing impatient, "Can you stop taking pictures?"
"What, scared? Too late!" Zhuang Weixiong laughed heartily.
"I just find the light particularly glaring," Hao Jian said as he reached out with one hand towards Zhuang Weixiong.
Zhuang Weixiong quickly hopped back with a smug laugh, "Trying to destroy the evidence? Don't even think about it!"
"Bang!"
