Due to the commotion, many people were attracted as they wanted to see what was going on up front. Ren Xiaosu told Yan Liuyuan, "Hide the gun and wait for me here. I'll go and have a look to see what's happening."
"Mhm." Yan Liuyuan nodded. Ren Xiaosu could not possibly protect him at every moment, so he would have to learn to protect himself and even the others.
Ren Xiaosu squeezed to the front of the crowd. With his current physical fitness, no one was able to stop him from pushing his way to the front. When he got there and furtively started watching the commotion, he heard Wang Yiheng say ruthlessly, "I said, hand over your food to me! Can't you understand human language?"
"But I'm very hungry as well," said the bespectacled middle-aged man who had a gun pointed at his head, choking up. It seemed he had never met someone as fierce as this in the stronghold.
