After Ji Wanzhou left, a van very quickly stopped in front of the entertainment bar.
Seven or eight young men with steel pipes in their hands and cigarettes in their mouths walked out of the car. These young men with black bears or tigers tattooed on their arms walked directly into the bar.
In less than a minute, those who were messing around in the bar all ran out of the bar like madmen. Not long later, there was the sound of someone hitting the bar, and the sound of sirens gradually started ringing in the distance.
On a building in the distance, Lee Weisi looked at what happened in his bar and let out a deep sigh.
Although this bar was not a part of his business, every year, the income would make up a large portion of his income. Now that it had been destroyed, he could not help but feel that this was not worth it.