Watching a dozen security guards and workers running toward them from a distance, the van suddenly started.
"Go, go!" the driver yelled as he quickly pulled out of the parking spot and shouted out the window.
The six didn't linger for a fight, turning on their heels and sprinting towards the direction of the van.
"Damn it, son of a bitch, think you can come and go as you please like it's your own home?"
Liu Wenhui's stick crashed down hard on the leg of the last person running, causing the man to stagger and fall to the ground with a thud.
Liu Wenhui ran up and stepped on the man's back, pressing down hard to flatten the arched back against the ground.
"Save me..."
Hearing the cry for help, the two who hadn't reached the van thought about turning back to assist, but as they turned around, they saw three security guards already sprinting towards them, and their driver was still urging them on repeatedly.
Grinding their teeth, the two guys boarded the vehicle.