Zixin hiding truth

At the restaurant, Mr. Lau was waiting for someone's arrival. Seconds later, four black-suited, fair-skinned gentlemen entered the restaurant.

Be careful, sir!

One of the short-haired men alarmed the first person, who was about to fall front on the floor just because he misstepped his thump toe on the undersized pavement.

Everyone's hands stretched towards him to catch up with him. Successfully, they caught him.

However, his jaw had already landed on the marble floor and began to propel out blood as every customer inside that small restaurant put their hands on their mouths in shock.

Mr. Lau looked down out of embarrassment, trying to cover his face, when he spotted all of those black-suited men's Irish were about to roll towards him.

"There is our Mr. Lau; come on." One of the men, grey-haired, proclaimed as other men lifted that bleeding man up to stand straight.