"Excuse me, excuse me," just then, more vehicles rushed to the scene. A group of people carrying professional equipment emerged, accompanied by some who were clearly not ordinary people.
"Everyone, please step aside, we are here to provide an explanation."
Liao Feng had thought that more journalists were arriving. Unexpectedly, although many journalists did come, they brought along some very familiar faces. Wasn't that the local leader, and that person, wasn't he the legal advisor from the bureau?
Seeing these familiar faces, Liao Feng realized that he probably could no longer control the situation.
"Hmph, I'd like to see how they're going to explain this now that they've stirred up so many people," Qian Duo said with ill intentions.
"Shut up, what happens next is none of our business anymore, we just need to keep order," the youngster, inexperienced, wondered if that young man was going to be unlucky.
