Chapter 2855

Zhou Andong laughed: "Money isn't the problem. So many people are willing to testify. I'm just afraid that when we take statements, your police station won't be big enough to hold all of them."

The officer felt challenged by Zhou Andong, inwardly fuming: You're rich, huh? Fine, today I'll play the good Samaritan and help the onlookers earn some meat money.

The officer also laughed, though his smile carried a clear sense of vengeful satisfaction: "No problem. Our station's yard is huge—we can easily fit even more people. As long as you have money, go ahead and round up more heads to testify for you—I won't object."

"Round up heads to testify?" Zhou Andong blinked: "You mean, have me go elsewhere to round up heads?"

"Exactly!" The officer nodded: "As long as you have money, you can round up as many as you want—I have no issue with that."

Zhou Andong shook his head and sighed: "Looking at your utterly unjust face, I knew you weren't a good person."

The officer instinctively touched his face, then realized what was said, and his face darkened instantly: "Comrade, how did I end up with an unjust face? This is a personal attack—believe it or not, I'll detain you."

"Look!" Zhou Andong said with a smirk: "You're annoyed and angry now, aren't you?"

"..."

The officer's face grew even darker, so angry he couldn't speak.

"I can tell you're not convinced." Zhou Andong said with a smile: "Let me analyze this for you..."

"You damn hairball, analyze your ass!" A yellow-haired man with a broken leg, suppressing his inner fear, shouted angrily: "Can't you hurry up and send me to the hospital? I'm about to die from the pain."

Zhou Andong turned his head, glanced, then took two steps forward with Chen Mingwei and kicked the yellow-haired man in the head. The man didn't even grunt—he collapsed cleanly and swiftly.

The officer's eye twitched violently twice. He opened his mouth to speak, but was too late, as Zhou Andong continued: "I'll keep analyzing. You told me to round up heads, but these people didn't see the scene. If I pay them, that's perjury. And this idea came from you. As a law enforcement officer, knowing the law and breaking it—tell me, which part of your face is just?"

"..."

If Zhou Andong didn't look so hard to provoke, the officer would have already drawn his handcuffs, cuffed him, and thrown him into the detention cell for a few days.

"Chen Brother!" A young officer shouted: "The chief is here!"

Zhou Andong looked up and saw over a dozen officers jogging over. One, in uniform, a man in his forties, took in the scene and his expression changed instantly.

"Chen Lei!" The chief jogged forward, hadn't even caught his breath, and blurted: "What's the situation?"

Chen Lei quickly reported what he knew: "There are many witnesses at the scene—I haven't had time to question them yet."

The chief frowned slightly, looked at Zhou Andong and Jian Qiu, then turned to Wang Wentian and his group. Then his gaze swept once more over the dozen or so yellow-haired men lying on the ground.

These yellow-haired men were badly injured—especially the one whose face was covered in blood. He seemed somewhat familiar. But the face was too damaged to recognize who it was.

"Comrade, what's your name? Take out your ID so I can check."

Zhou Andong said nothing. Jian Qiu pulled two IDs from her bag—one hers, one Zhou Andong's.

"This one's mine, this one's my lover's."

The chief took the IDs. Seeing Jian Qiu's, he noted she was from Jingcheng and was startled slightly, but didn't dwell on it. Then, when he saw Zhou Andong's ID, his eyebrows furrowed again.

"Zhou Andong!" The chief muttered under his breath. After five or six seconds, he snapped his head up, face full of disbelief, eyes locked on Zhou Andong: "You... you..."

Zhou Andong smiled, waved his hand, then pointed at the group of yellow-haired men groaning in pain on the ground: "You already have a preliminary understanding. These hooligans harassed and insulted my wife, even wielded weapons to commit murder. We acted in self-defense to stop them from causing further harm."

The chief's stern face instantly softened into a friendly smile as he returned the IDs with both hands: "Zhou... comrade, hello, hello. I've already understood the situation. Rest assured, these pests endangering society and threatening public safety will be severely punished—no leniency."

Zhou Andong took back his ID, pointed to Hong Ge, and said: "He claims his uncle is Wu Guedong, his uncle's adoptive father is Wu Xingshu, a provincial deputy secretary. I don't care if it's true or false—I only demand you handle this impartially. If you dare to bend the law for personal gain, the consequences will be far worse than offending Wu Xingshu."