It wasn't long.
The police arrived and tried to disperse the gathering crowd of residents.
As the police dispersed them, many people asked questions while looking up at the home of the old train chief.
"Officer, what's going on here?"
"Let me tell you, just now the train chief jumped down from upstairs, and he wasn't hurt at all! Like a god!"
"I don't think these four people are human! Train Chief Zhang is protecting the public!"
"Aren't they the 'Rat people' from the internet? I always thought that was fake..."
"Their lair has been destroyed, don't worry..."
They spoke among themselves, and some even vouched for Zhang Feng.
Some pedestrians from outside specifically came in, standing at the edge of the crowd, craning their necks, squinting fearfully, yet curiously observing the twisted corpses.
Until several officers finished taking photos and covered the bodies with white cloth, shielding them from the crowd's gaze.
