Zhou Yingying is a police officer, why is this crowd surrounding her?
As soon as the car stopped, Wang Hao dashed out, parted the crowd, and reached Zhou Yingying's side.
He saw a middle-aged man lying at the feet of Zhou Yingying. This man's clothes were tattered, and there was a child sitting beside him, crying non-stop.
It seemed like Zhou Yingying was catching the middle-aged man, but for some reason, the man had fallen to the ground. So, the surrounding people all thought that Zhou Yingying had done something to the middle-aged man.
"How can a police officer hit someone for no reason?"
"Exactly, and in front of the man's child too. Look how pitiful this child is. What will they think of you police when they grow up!"
"It's absolutely outrageous!"
The onlookers were also drawn by the child's crying. Everyone thought Zhou Yingying had beaten the middle-aged man to death and were all vigorously accusing her.
"I didn't, stop talking nonsense!"