Some stood, some sat, some lay down, some swollen with bruises, some with tearful eyes, some filled with resentment, all staring at Duan Zimu and Su Bei sitting at the dining table.
The two of them were sitting there as if they owned the place, right under the brightest light, with one long leg resting on the table, leisurely waiting for the police surrounding them.
Damn, with such a bold and arrogant posture, it was as if they were the rulers here, just missing having everyone below shout, "Thousand Autumns, One Unification of the Martial World."
The squad that rushed in was stunned by such an eye-popping scene, momentarily feeling like they had barged into a martial arts film. If it weren't for the familiarity of the cafeteria, and the brothers around beaten up, it would be hard for them to come to their senses.
Holy crap.
Damn it, since when could intruders be so bold, so lawless?!
Acting like it's their home turf!
Can you guys be a bit more cowardly?!
