Every punch hit Zheng Zhefan's body in the eyes of outsiders, it was really a fist to the flesh, and the momentum was very amazing.

"Teacher Zheng, I'll help you!" Zhang Yifan saw that Zheng Zhefan seemed to have suffered a loss, and he clenched his fists and was about to rush up to help him.

However, before he arrived, he saw the foreigner screaming "wow", holding his fist and retreating again and again, and the foreigner's two fists quickly swelled at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After a while, it swollen to the size of a sea bowl.

Zhang Yifan looked surprised.

He said in his heart, this is really the hell, this foreigner obviously hit Zheng Zhefan so much, why did he distort his face in pain, and even his hands were seriously injured?

"You, you have a hidden weapon on you! I'm going to call the police, I'm going to let the police arrest you! This white foreigner suffered a big loss, his hands were blue and swollen, and he was so painful that tears came out, pointing at Zheng Zhefan and saying sharply.

"Okay! If you don't call the police, I will call the police! I want to see if the people's police will stand on your side! Zheng Zhefan sneered.

"You Chinese police will definitely protect us Americans, you wait and see, when the police come, they will arrest all of you yellow-skinned monkeys! With you, foreigners have a much higher national status than your own country! Do you think you monkeys are already masters? No! You think too much, even in your own land, you are still second-class citizens! No, it's a third-class citizen! The white foreigner howled, took out his mobile phone, and was about to call the police.

This guy is simply unbearable.

Zheng Zhefan didn't want to beat him anymore, but he couldn't help it!

"Caucasian pigs! I see you're really underwhelmed! Zheng Zhefan said as he flew up and kicked the goods to the ground.

"Stop fighting, Mr. Zheng." Zhang Yimu saw that Zheng Zhefan was still going to go over and kick a few more times, so he hurriedly shouted.

Zheng Zhefan stopped at this time.

"It's really infuriating, I've never met a white man as rude as him." Zheng Zhefan said.

"I've already called the police, and I guess the police will come in a while, so don't hit him, so we may be able to take care of it." Zhang Yimu said.

"Teacher Zhang is right! This bastard, I feel dirty with my hands when I beat him! Zheng Zhefan said.

The old white boy fell to the ground and cried out in pain for a while, and finally got up.

"You're going to pay for your actions today!" The white old boy pointed at Zheng Zhefan and said viciously.

"Really? Why do I think you are the one who will pay the price? Zheng Zhefan looked at the old boy with a smile and said contemptuously.

"We'll see! You beat me, I'm going to call the police and have the police arrest you, and I'm going to ask our embassy for help and put pressure on the police in your country to punish you severely! The white man was intimidating Zheng Zhefan.

"Damn! Scared the hell out of me! If the police in our country do not accept your pressure, do you plan to reorganize an eight-nation coalition to attack our country? Zheng Zhefan sneered and looked at the hateful face of this white man.

"Whew-"

At this moment, the sound of police cars whistling sounded.

Two police cars sped up and stopped on the side of the road.

Six or seven policemen got out of the car and walked briskly towards Zheng Zhefan.

"Police, police! Here, here! When the white boy saw the police appear, he waved his arms and shouted excitedly, just like he saw his relatives reunited after a long absence.

Zheng Zhefan pursed his lips.

He watched coldly, wanting to see what the cops would do with today's events.

The police soon approached.

"Which of you called the police?" A policeman who looked like a head looked at Zheng Zhefan and asked them.

Like Zhang Yimu and Zhang Yifan, they were tightly covered when they went out, and the police obviously didn't recognize them.

"I'll call the police! Police officer! Zhang Yimu took off the scarf that covered half of his face, and nodded to the police with a smile.

At this time, the white foreigner was still shouting in English: "Police, police!" I was beaten by these men, they beat me badly, I was seriously injured, I demand that they be arrested, and I want to make a stern protest to your country! You Chinese people are really too barbaric, and you don't do your best to protect your foreign friends. ”

"Shut up!" The policeman who took the lead turned his head and scolded the shouting white foreigner.

Zheng Zhefan nodded appreciatively.

He still agrees with this attitude.

The policeman looked at Zhang Yimu and said with a smile: "You, is it Teacher Zhang Yimu?" ”

"It's me, this, you know it too, right?" Zhang Yimu pointed at Zheng Zhefan.

The policeman looked at Zheng Zhefan a few more times, and his eyes lit up: "Ah! It's Mr. Zheng Zhefan! Some time ago, the news about you really swiped the screen in China, everywhere, you are also really powerful, the painting can sell hundreds of millions of dollars in the United States, and it has won glory for our country. ”

Zheng Zhefan smiled slightly and waved his hand humbly: "That's nothing." ”

"Teacher Zheng is humble, you are so young, you have already made great achievements that others can't do in a few lifetimes!" The policeman nodded to Zheng Zhefan.

He looked at Zhang Yimu again: "Teacher Zhang, what's going on today?" Tell me about it. ”

Zhang Yimu said, "Can you understand English?" ”

"Yes! I speak pretty good English. Said the police officer who took the lead.

As a police officer in the capital, he often has to deal with foreign-related cases, and many policemen speak English very well.

"Then look at this video." Zhang Yimu played the video he had just taken on his wife's mobile phone to the policeman.

The policeman looked at it and frowned: "So, this foreigner was very domineering just now?" ”

"Yes, it's not an ordinary domineering, first to seize our parking space, and then we reasoned with him for a few sentences, and he turned into dirty, cursing us in the most vicious language, and behaving like a domineering person, as if this was still the Great Power Concession in the late Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China!" Zheng Zhefan said.

"Good! I know what's going on. The policeman nodded.

He walked over to the white foreigner.

The foreigner had been waiting impatiently.

When he saw the police walking towards him, his eyes widened and he raised his voice and said: "They beat me badly, you see, my hand is swollen like this, I was kicked by him, I suspect that my bones have been kicked and broken by him, Mr. policeman, you must be the master for me!" You're going to have your people arrest them and interrogate them, and they have to apologize to me and pay me $100,000!" ”