The other end of the alley was narrower, and the four-wheeled vehicle couldn't get through as it was blocked by two motorcycles. Over a dozen people quickly followed, charging into the hair salon together.
There wasn't much shouting or yelling on the scene, but it was clear they were well-trained and worked together seamlessly.
Some even rushed out from this very barbecue restaurant. Looking more carefully, there were also people guarding the back wall of the courtyard with expandable batons. At least thirty people had come, densely packed.
"Someone tried to climb over the wall to escape, and got caught."
"I see it. I see it. That guy got tackled. So rough."
The two jumped with excitement, completely unaware of how enticing the surging, wave-like swaying of their chests was as they bounced. Blanche also watched intently, as this matter was very important to them.
