More than a dozen people stepped down from the Golden Cup Car, all of whom were wounded by Yecheng in the bar, and were proud of the Niu Guanghu's face.

A group of people walked into the police station, and Ye Cheng was taken to an interrogation room alone with his hands handcuffed on a chair. He did not resist, but to see what moths these policemen could play.

Two policemen sat opposite Ye Cheng. One took out his paper and pen, looked at Ye Cheng and asked, "Name?"

"Yecheng!"

"Gender?"

"Man!"

"Age?"

"24 years old!"

"Occupation?"

"Unemployed vagrants!"

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From beginning to end, Ye Cheng cooperated abnormally, so that...