Just then, three more buses pulled up by the curb. All of them were from the same fleet as the one whose driver beat up the old man. The drivers saw a big crowd gathered here and knew it had to be the place. They pushed in to take a look and saw a medium‑built guy looking down with disdain at someone lying on the ground. The three bus drivers took a closer look—wasn't the guy on the ground their own coworker from the fleet?
"Get him!"
The three drivers charged up, and three seconds later they were lying on the ground, motionless, together with the bus driver who hit the old man.
"Kid, you think you can fight, huh? Just wait till I call our fleet captain!"
"Go ahead, I wanna see who you can call. I'll give you time, I'm right here waiting." Song Xiaodong said disdainfully to the four men on the ground.
"I told you to apologize to my wife!" Song Xiaodong turned to the bus driver who had pushed Chu Xianling down.
