Zeng Qiang pointed to the bat in the hands of his henchman behind him and said.
"This is a baseball bat. A few of our brothers were just about to go out and play some baseball to get moving. Is this considered illegal?"
No sooner had Zeng Qiang finished speaking than his henchmen started shouting in agreement.
The plump police officer glared at Zeng Qiang and his gang but said nothing, for they indeed held baseball bats and hadn't yet caused any harm to Wang Hao. Thus, there was no conclusive evidence to prove they'd committed a crime.
Because of insufficient evidence, the plump officer couldn't do anything about them.
"Kid, consider yourself lucky today," but wait for it, I'll deal with you tonight!"
Zeng Qiang smirked contemptuously at Wang Hao, then turned and left.
The henchmen brandished their baseball bats in front of the plump officer and Wang Hao, strutting behind Zeng Qiang in a show of strength, clearly not taking Wang Hao and the plump officer seriously.