"Ah Xiong, what happened?"
Under the gaze of the crowd, a rush of people burst into the lingerie store, one of them was a buzz-cut man in his thirties who asked coldly.
Staring at the buzz-cut man, Xiong Wenchang pointed at Ye Fan and said hurriedly, "Brother Quan, this kid is wrecking the place! He's exposed all my dealings, I need Brother Quan to take him down for me. If we don't take this kid out tonight, I really can't vent my anger!"
The buzz-cut man's name was Zhao Quan, two years older than Xiong Wenchang. Currently, Zhao Quan ran an unlicensed foot massage parlor in the old street.
To put it bluntly, Zhao Quan had backing from above, and his massage parlor could provide "special services."