Lynch's good mood came and went quickly.
Just as people were doing the most basic checks and taking forms around Asir's group, some disorder suddenly erupted at the outermost edge of the crowd.
The unrest was swiftly spreading from the outskirts to the center, and many of those queuing or watching the commotion showed noticeable changes in expression. Soon, only Asir and a few staff members were left around.
A group of locals, with an aggressive bearing and wielding sticks and similar items, rushed over, overturning chairs and tables blocking the way and using their sticks to hit others.
"Boss, I'll handle these people...," said the Senior Soldier sitting in the corner, rising with his gun in hand. His expression wasn't good; his job was to maintain stability, but clearly, he couldn't do that now.
Lynch paid them a salary much higher than what they earned in the army, and even their families could each get a job under Lynch's enterprises, if they wanted.
