Liang Dacheng exuded an imposing presence, quite intimidating, causing the student group to lose their composure at once.
After all, before the disaster, they were just students at school, nobody dared to break the law, and upon hearing such words, naturally, a sense of awe arose.
"Brother Su?"
Kuang Miao quietly leaned towards Zhang Su and called him, trying to gauge his opinion.
Zhang Su spread his hands, turned around to look at Liang Dacheng and his group, and said with amusement, "Baihe Street Community? Rescue team captain? Resettlement camp? Orders from above? You crafted quite a story, if you keep going, will you even believe it yourself?"
Others might be intimidated by Liang Dacheng's show, pretending to be a bigwig, but Zhang Su wasn't having any of it; he had always been bold and daring.
"You!"
