Bai Xiaosheng led Lin Weiwei and Lei Ying quickly into that side road, walked further, turned a corner, and saw the end of the street. It was a secluded square, some distance away from them.
But because the angle was direct and the visibility was good, they could clearly see a group of people at the corner of the square.
To be precise, about five or six men had cornered two women.
Those five or six men held batons and baseball bats, cursing and looking like nothing but trouble.
The two women surrounded, Bai Xiaosheng looked through the gaps in the crowd from afar. One was Chen Feiyu, and the other he didn't recognize, but she was also quite attractive. At this moment, she was clinging to Chen Feiyu's right arm, hiding behind her with a face full of fear.
Turns out, the one dragging behind this time wasn't Dong Tianxiu.
Unconsciously, Bai Xiaosheng and his companions all had the same thought.
