"Mr. Suzuki, this—!" a subordinate whispered, his face pale as they watched Qin Fan and his two companions calmly walk away from their encirclement.
"What are you talking about?! Idiot, retreat!" Unable to vent his pent-up frustration, Suzuki Chishiy slapped the man across the face and shouted furiously.
No one at the Hua Sheng Group had expected this to turn into a farce—an embarrassing one in which the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department was utterly humiliated. They had arrived full of bravado, heavily armed and in a grand formation, only to end up slinking away in disgrace. Not only had they failed to take anyone with them, but they had also been repeatedly shamed by Chairman Gao.
Laughter erupted from the Hua Sheng Group employees, most of whom were from Huaxia, as they watched the police leave in disarray.
"Chairman Gao is mighty!"
"Chairman Gao is formidable!"
"Chairman Gao is mighty!"
"Chairman Gao is formidable!"
