With Public Security on site, the chaos was quickly stabilized.
The villagers, who looked as pitiful as plague-stricken pigs, no longer clamored for pork; they sighed and dispersed, heads drooping.
They scattered, and unsurprisingly, Su Yuncheng and Lin Nianhe were spotted behind the wall.
Facing those odd stares, Lin Nianhe silently moved closer behind Su Yuncheng.
"Whose girl is this?"
"She's from town, right? Doesn't look like a local."
"Is she a new Educated youth?"
"Huh? Hehehe..."
Su Yuncheng didn't speak, just drew his gun and checked the magazine.
The crowd around them scattered with a whoosh, running even faster than before.
Su Yuncheng holstered his gun, turned his head, and said in a low voice to Lin Nianhe, "Don't come here anymore."
