11
As soon as I entered the police station, a few parents with bruised and swollen faces started shouting about accusing me of intentional injury.
Especially Wang Xuan's father.
"I'm a lawyer. Today we came here to apologize to him, but without a word, he started beating us. This already constitutes intentional injury. I'm applying for an injury assessment!"
Suddenly, a jarring voice rang out.
"So what if my daughter bullied your daughter? I'm going to crack your skull open today and beat you to death, you bastard!"
Among the surprised glances of everyone, I calmly explained that it was my phone ringtone.
I deliberately waited for the phrase to repeat three times before hanging up the harassing call.
The scene fell silent, the atmosphere got a bit strange, Wang Xuan's father looked as if he had swallowed a fly, and reached out to snatch my phone.
I dodged, and he couldn't stop himself and fell flat on his face.