"Someone's getting beaten! Someone's getting beaten!"
"Is there no law anymore!"
"Beasts! They are a bunch of beasts!"
Nash Lee and the staff wailed in despair, but they were powerless to do anything.
Many people had bruises all over their bodies, and some even had their heads split open with blood flowing.
Seeing the scene before her, Renee Jordan burst into laughter, feeling like she had vented her anger greatly.
Under the forcible ejection by the security guards, Nash Lee and the others couldn't hold on any longer and were driven to a distant place.
Grayson Luther sneered disdainfully, saying, "It seems like the old man shouldn't dare to make trouble again. Everyone just disperse!"
Soon, the employees of the foundation scattered in all directions.
The security guards stood guard at the entrance with their batons.
At this time, far away from the building.
A male employee, holding his head in grief, said, "Dean, let's just give it up. We can't fight them!"
