The man who got out of the car had an old-fashioned demeanor.
With his hands clasped behind his back, he looked at the chaotic crowd ahead and couldn't help frowning before he turned to his men beside him and said,
"Go, separate them all."
"What a mess, what do they think this place is?"
Upon hearing their boss speak, the others immediately rushed toward the crowd fighting in front of the hotel.
As they charged, they shouted:
"Hey, stop fighting!"
"Damn it, this is the market area!"
"Who let you fight here, have you no rules?"
The men in blue uniforms seemed like nothing more than ruffians and hoodlums.
But when it came to fighting, they did not hold back at all.
Especially when they were up against the people from the Security Bureau, they fought fiercely and cursed, striking so hard that they quickly floored four or five of them.
Li Rong had been sitting in his SUV.
