175 The True Face of a Fighter

"Don’t move! Nobody move!!" Zhang Yaohui yelled as he gestured at the crowd using his gun, signaling for nobody to move. Zhao Yu saw all the police officers rush into the teahouse.

 "Police investigation!" Lan Bo pulled out his police ID as he led the group. "Everyone stay put. Cooperate with us!"

 At the moment, there were not more than twelve or thirteen people in the teahouse. A few within the group looked like businessmen or business owners. They were all seated in front of tea sets enjoying their tea. Around them were burly men that appeared to be bodyguards, surrounding the group. Seeing so many people rush in, the bodyguards quickly rushed in front of their various bosses, fearing some sort of accident.

 At this time, a middle-aged man seated right in the middle looked up, and raised his head leisurely. "What’s up, officers? What do you guys need?"