You made me a superstar

Chapter 247 The Complaint!

Zheng Jun was stunned!
He never dreamed that Zhou Yang, who was still smiling innocently a second ago, would suddenly slap Zhao Sicheng on the face.

"Snapped!"

This slap was very hard, and the sound was unusually crisp.

Zhao Sicheng covered his face, stared at Zhou Yang like crazy and yelled...

Maybe it's because Zhao Sicheng sometimes mixes Chinese and sometimes English, and the switch is not smooth due to his frustration, or maybe it's because Zheng Jun is so shocked that his mind is buzzing until now, but Zheng Jun I can't hear what he's yelling at all...

Zhao Sicheng grabbed Zhou Yang's collar and yelled at Zhou Yang desperately, even wanting to hit Zhou Yang.

At this moment, Zhou Yang lowered his head. Under Zheng Jun's shocked gaze, he gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, as if he had suffered a great humiliation. His fists were shaking, but he didn't move at all.

This scene……

It looks like Zhao Sicheng is bullying Zhou Yang.

The crowd of onlookers became more and more, and many people ran over to watch the excitement, and some even whistled at Zhou Yang and Zhao Sicheng.

Zhao Sicheng's wife immediately called the police. After reporting to the police, she stared at Zhou Yang angrily, and then called the lawyer...

She threatened to sue him!
Sue her family for ruin, sue her for bankruptcy...

In the old United States, the punishment regulations for beating people are different in each state.

Some states have harsher punishments, while others have slightly lighter punishments, but without exception, beating people, especially things that are almost insulting like slapping people, will definitely be punished severely!

and……

Zhao Sicheng is already a citizen of the United States, and Zhou Yang is a native of Huaxia. In a sense, this slap can even get Zhou Yang directly detained. After the detention, he will be sent back to China directly.

Oscar?
There is no need to think about it at all. Oscar is a place that pays special attention to face. Although everyone is equal, racial discrimination is still very serious. Not only will Zhou Yang be banned from participating in this year's Oscars, but even in the next ten or 20 years, if it is serious, There is a high possibility of a lifetime ban from participation.

Zheng Jun turned pale with fright.

It was the first time he saw such a terrifying battle, and he already didn't know what to say.

The onlookers surrounded the door of the apartment tightly, everyone was pointing fingers, Zhao Sicheng still grabbed Zhou Yang by the collar, and cursed all kinds of ugly words at Zhou Yang.

Zhou Yang still did not resist, but kept silent.

Although the police have been called.

But this time the FBI came very late. More than half an hour later, the siren sounded, and then two black FBIs walked out of the car with guns.

"it's him!"

"It's this guy!"

"He hit me, officer, that's him, he hit me! He hit me suddenly, my face hurts now, I'm going to put him in jail, I'm going to hire a lawyer, I'm going to sue him, I'm going to let him die, I'm going to get him out of America..."

After seeing the FBI coming, Zhao Sicheng screamed excitedly, but his hands kept grabbing Zhou Yang's collar, and even tore Zhou Yang's collar to pieces.

Zhou Yang looked extremely embarrassed. He lowered his head and let Zhao Sicheng shake wildly, but he didn't make any excuses, but became more and more silent.

Mr. Zhou shouldn't...

Mr. Zhou must have been frightened and stupid, right?

This……

He hit someone suddenly, didn't he consider the consequences?
Seeing Zhou Yang's appearance, Zheng Jun's eyes widened immediately, and then he watched Zhou Yang suddenly hold his ear with one hand, and lowered his head even more.

After getting out of the car, the two strong black FBI men did not press Zhou Yang as Zheng Jun imagined, but pulled the two away immediately. One FBI even asked Zhou Yang with concern.

Zhou Yang didn't answer the FBI's words, he just stood there in a daze, looking dumbfounded.

He seemed very unresponsive...

It wasn't until nearly 20 seconds after he finished asking the question that Zhou Yang shook his head blankly.

only……

Staring at Zhao Sicheng with fear in his eyes, he subconsciously shrank behind the black FBI.

He suddenly became very eager, and he opened his mouth, squeaking and babbling all kinds of gibberish words.

He seemed to want to explain, but he didn't know if it was because people were scared or his English was too plastic. He explained for a long time, but he still couldn't explain the reason...

Soon, the ambulance called by Zhao Sicheng's wife arrived.

but!

The FBI did not let Zhao Sicheng get into the ambulance first, but pulled Zhou Yang, who was standing there at a loss, and then talked to the doctor who got out of the ambulance, and then the doctor nodded and pulled Zhou Yang with a very solemn expression. After getting into the ambulance, Zhou Yang seemed to wake up from a dream, and continued to speak the plastic English, which made the black FBI feel overwhelmed...

Grammar, words, sentences...

It's all so wrong!

But he could vaguely understand that Zhou Yang seemed to be emphasizing that he was fine, the matter had not been dealt with, he could not go to the hospital, he had to stay here, and at the same time his eyes were very flustered, like a frightened little rabbit.

Another tall FBI patted him on the shoulder, as if to comfort Zhou Yang.

"We will not be like those white FBI, we have no racial discrimination, we will maintain law and order in the United States, we are very controversial, don't worry, sir, if you are worried, let Locke handle things here, I will accompany you to the hospital Examination, okay? You look seriously injured now, what's the matter, can we talk about it after we get out of the hospital?"

After his words fell, Zheng Jun was stunned!

The depths of his heart were greatly shaken, and his head buzzed again.

Later, he saw that Zhou Yang seemed to be comforted and reluctantly got into the ambulance, while the tall black FBI said a few words beside the other FBI, and then walked away.

Zhao Sicheng was also confused by this behavior!

He yelled at the FBI, grabbed Zhou Yang's clothes and yelled like crazy, his throat was a little hoarse.

"I am the victim!"

"I'm the!"

"I'm the victim!"

"You are mistaken!"

"what!"

Immediately afterwards, as if realizing something, he subconsciously threw the pieces of clothes on the ground, and then covered his face.

He said that his face is very painful now, it seems that his ears are ringing, he seems to be deaf, and he can't hear anymore!

He accused Zhou Yang of beating him to the FBI, suddenly ran to his house for no reason, and then beat him...

The black FBI frowned after seeing his expression, then looked at his face very seriously, and then frowned even deeper.

"Sir, don't worry now, I will act in accordance with the law, can you cooperate with us first?"

"I'm going to the hospital for an examination, I'm going to the hospital for an examination, I was beaten deaf, I called the ambulance! You guys made a mistake! Damn it, you guys..." Although Zhao Sicheng was extremely angry, he even wanted to scold the two A black FBI is a stupid pig, but the last reason told him that he couldn't scold him like that.

The black FBI was still smiling at him, but at this moment, his face became cold.

"Sir, don't be in a hurry. I'll investigate the situation first. You can go back to the police station with my colleagues." The black FBI patted Zhao Sicheng on the shoulder.

Immediately after...

The black FBI named Locke looked at the crowd and began to take notes.

This is a dead-end area for monitoring, so only some witnesses can be taken.

With so many onlookers, there must be no problem with witness identification.

"He just moved here..."

"We don't know what's going on, but when we came out, we saw him scolding that Chinese man..."

"I saw him grabbing the Huaxia man's collar with my own eyes. He scolded so badly that he scolded everything."

"No...at least from my point of view, that Chinese man didn't fight back. He didn't even speak. He just stood here motionless. He seemed to be frightened..."

"Yes, I was really frightened. I read psychology, and the expression of that Chinese man was aggrieved."

"I didn't see anything, I was just whistling, police officer, isn't whistling illegal? I thought these two people would fight, but that Chinese man is too cowardly. If he scolded me like that, I would definitely be ruthless." hit him hard..."

"I have an impression of this Chinese person. I remembered it. He seems to be a Chinese director. He was still asking around last month..."

"Officer, I remembered, this Huaxia man is a good man, he helped me cross the road, and he was very gentle, and helped me carry things, unbelievable, I really find it hard to believe that he would hit someone!"

"My name is Irene, and I'm Mr. Zhou Yang's English teacher... Oh God, you said Mr. Zhou Yang would slap him? How is that possible? He's a very nice person, God, he went to the hospital? You guys The murderer must not be let go, he is a hero, he has been using his works to speak for us..."

"..."

Zhao Sicheng's eyes widened.

He stared at these people in disbelief.

His chest was constantly heaving and his whole body was shaking, and his head seemed to be about to explode.

He stepped back a few steps, his face was livid with anger, and finally couldn't help yelling at the crowd, calling "stupid pig" and "FUCK" one after another!

After cursing for a while, seeing a black boy rushing over angrily and finally punching him hard, he realized that this is Laomei, not Huaxia.

When there was a burst of applause and more whistles...

His pupils shrank!
He understood that he was screwed by Zhou Yang!
He gasped.

"Lawyer, lawyer, I want a lawyer!"

........................

the other side.

in the hospital.

The doctor checked Zhou Yang's whole body, then the doctor frowned and began to shake his head constantly.

The accompanying tall FBI suddenly became nervous, and subconsciously asked, "Doctor, what's wrong with him?"

"The patient's mental state has been traumatized. The patient's mood is not stable, very anxious, and the panic is very heavy. He does not cooperate with the treatment. I personally suggest that he needs to be hospitalized..."

"God! So serious?" The tall black FBI was taken aback.

"Yes!"

The black FBI then looked extremely serious.

Jean took out his mobile phone and called Locke, another colleague, and briefly explained the reason.

Then, he heard a burst of scolding and cursing around the phone...

The black FBI's expression was so cold after hearing this, he wished he could pick up the gun and hit that guy on the head!
(End of this chapter)