The two men locked eyes for a long while.
Finally, John took a step back, pointed at Lance, and without a word, turned and walked away.
Elvin blocked his way, his unafraid gaze steadily fixed on John's eyes, with a hint of provocation!
He slightly twisted his neck, as if to say, "Come on, let's fight."
John pursed his lips with a destructive impulse, but he eventually restrained himself.
John turned to look at Lance, and as Lance raised his hand, Elvin stepped aside but still bumped John with his chest.
Everyone stepped aside, no longer surrounding those police officers. John walked back to his car and kicked the tire, "Let's go!"
The other officers breathed a sigh of relief, frankly, they also did not want to offend Lance.
Being a police officer was indeed a high-risk job these days, even though Golden Port City seemed so "harmonious," there were still several police officers who had died on duty this month.