One hundred thousand homeless people were already in a daze with abdominal pain, and they became even more flustered when they heard Ye Fan shouting.

At that moment, everyone was rushing to run.

Some went to Wenren Hospital, and some went to Wutong Club.

Suddenly, shouts, roars, screams, and cries resounded throughout the door.

Ye Fan sat in the small restaurant and watched the scene leisurely, and then threw the tweeter microphone aside.

He got up and wandered towards the Governor's Palace.

Fifteen minutes later, thousands of homeless people with abdominal pain came to the Wutong Club.

They all shouted for Bezoar Jiedu Pills.

aggressive.

The nearly 100 guards at the Wutong Club seemed to be intercepted by a formidable enemy and even yelled at them to get out of here.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

At this moment, Molotov cocktails were thrown out like meteors.

Molotov cocktails smashed into the ranks of guards.

Smashed on the gate! Smashed on the wall! Smashed on the eaves of the club! Fires shot into the sky! Thick smoke billowed! The crowd screamed! The Wutong Club was thrown into chaos.
Chapter completed!