By the time Chen Fan stepped out of the Portman Hotel with Susan and Li Ying, it was already dark outside. The entrance of the hotel was brilliantly lit, and the doorman bowed with a smile, bidding them farewell.
In the hotel's parking lot, faint traces of blood could be seen. The security officer in charge of directing the parking looked pale, seemingly frightened by the swift, precise, and ruthless actions of Dumb and the others earlier.
Seeing the fear in the security guard's expression, Dumb immediately jumped out of the car to report to Chen Fan with respect, "Mr. Chen, per your instructions, we've broken the legs of those Japanese guys and are preparing to throw them into the Huangpu River."
"Hmm." Chen Fan nodded, then instructed, "There's another Japanese man inside with a wounded right hand. Leave two brothers to keep an eye on him."
A sharp, icy light flickered in his eyes as he finished speaking.
