It was Chen Fei who had locked the door.
When he saw the three Japs get dragged into a corner and thrashed by the university students, the smile on Chen Fei's face grew even wider.
Good times never last. Someone must have called the authorities, because a few patrol officers arrived shortly after.
Seeing them arrive, Chen Fei discreetly removed the lock from the door.
When the patrol officers walked into the McDonald's, they saw three Japs cowering in a corner, each with a bruised and swollen face. Standing nearby was a group of young men with indignant looks.
"What's the situation here?" the lead officer asked loudly.
As if emboldened by the arrival of the patrol officers, the lead Jap pointed at the group of young men and shouted in broken, heavily accented Huaxian, "They hit people!"
Hearing this, the lead officer's brow furrowed instantly. His tone was unfriendly as he asked, "Japanese?"
