Seeing the boss knocked down, the security team charged forward aggressively, leaving the rioting workers too scared to resist. They hurriedly clasped their heads and squatted on the ground.
And those seven or eight tattooed guys instantly panicked.
"Split up and run!" shouted a hooligan with dyed yellow hair and immediately bolted.
"Stop right there!" A security officer rushed over and tackled the yellow-haired man to the ground; the man shouted in pain and the officer slapped him across the face. "Chicken Yellow, you're jumping everywhere, aren't you!"
The remaining ten or so security team members scattered to chase the escapees.
Xu Xiangli approached Ye Fan, looking at the bloody-faced bald man, her eyebrows slightly furrowing, "Why is it this guy?"
Ye Fan was a bit surprised, "Xiangli, you know this man?"
