Everyone was focused on one thing: which gang the young man who was acting like a hooligan belonged to.

At first, the blind followers thought it was nothing to touch a woman, but later they were ashamed to be associated with that young man. The conflict changed from a standoff between the two factions to a dispute, to see which faction the young man belonged to.

Everyone was talking at once, pushing and shoving each other, and it looked like the argument was about to turn into a fight.

But Chen Rou didn't dwell on the matter for long. Instead, after looking around, she pointed to an old watch shop owner across the street with a mournful face and asked loudly, "Who among you stole the old man's watch?"

She turned and squeezed her way out. Huo Qi saw this and waved to the entire Flying Tigers team to follow.

Chen Rou squeezed to the side of the street and asked the shopkeeper, "Old man, did someone just steal your watch? Which branch did they belong to?"

Once a fierce battle breaks out, many scoundrels will take advantage of the chaos and try to make free purchases.

The shop owner was from Master Er's territory and didn't know who had stolen his watch, but he said, "It must have been Yi Yong Tang, Master Dong's henchmen. They're a bunch of wolves in sheep's clothing, robbers who stole my watch!"

Upon hearing this, the members of the Righteous Courage Hall naturally objected, and one of them immediately brandished a knife at the old man, shouting, "You're talking nonsense!"

Who would dare mess with the gang members? The old shopkeeper lowered his head, not daring to utter a single word.

But the people from the Loyalty Hall laughed when they heard this: "Your Righteousness Hall is a bunch of scum, robbing and committing all sorts of evil deeds!"

The man from Yiyongtang raised his knife: "Damn it, let the knife speak for itself."

But then Chen Rou went across the street again. Under everyone's watchful eyes, she squeezed to the entrance of a baby formula store. Seeing the owner crying, she didn't ask herself this time, but gestured for Huo Qi to ask her what was going on.

Baby formula is very expensive, costing several hundred yuan a can. When Huo Qi asked, the proprietress's tears fell like beads from a broken string: "It was Zhongyi Hall, and Master Er's men, who stole all my formula."

Just then, Awei squeezed through the crowd.

He gestured for his group to shut up from afar, then walked up to Chen Rou and bowed, saying, "Miss Chen."

Chen Rou reached out, but Huo Qi didn't understand. So she leaned close to his ear and prompted, "Question him, why did he steal the milk powder!"

Huo Qi paused for a moment, then suddenly understood, and raised the megaphone: "Mr. Wei, this lady just said that your gang members stole her baby formula, so you're going to have a fight just to find an excuse to rob the store?"

Chen Rou said in a low voice, "Ask him again. It's not just that he collects protection money regularly; he also robs the people of their wealth with a knife. This is..."

Huo Qi was the type who understood things immediately and knew what to say right away: "The merchants pay you protection money every month, and you promise to protect them on the surface, but you openly plunder under the guise of fighting. Is this your sense of justice?"

Awei, of course, denied it, shouting, "Impossible! That person is definitely not from our club."

But Huo Qi used a loudspeaker, which was much louder than his. He said, "Fathers and mothers, uncles and aunts, grandfathers and grandmothers of Kowloon, these gangs are using the guise of fighting to forcibly plunder. They are no different from robbers. In your eyes, today they are only robbing others, not you, so you think you can sit idly by. But believe me..."

Awei tried to stop him from continuing, so he called a group of his men to surround him.

However, Chen Rou pointed at him with her finger, glaring at him fiercely, forbidding him from making any rash moves. At the same time, she gestured for all the Flying Tigers members to surround him, and kept raising their hands. The Flying Tigers members understood and lifted Huo Qi up.

Amidst the densely packed crowd on the bustling street, Huo Qi suddenly reached a high vantage point.

He raised a megaphone and shouted: "If we stand by and watch today, when disaster strikes us, no one will cheer for us. You have suffered under the gangs for so long, so why don't you dare to stand up and resist?"

No matter how many gangsters there are, they can't compare to the number of ordinary citizens, not to mention that many of them are just opportunists.

Besides, it's satisfying for the two gangs to have a brawl and vent their anger, but the citizens who get the free items can only accept their bad luck. How can they be happy about that?

It was actually Chen Rou. Huo Qi saw it clearly. She grabbed the female shop owner's hand, raised her arm, and shouted, "Get out of here! We need police protection! We need Flying Tigers protection!"

Another shout rang out: "You gangsters, get out of Kowloon!"

The masses can be manipulated, as long as the manipulator has a strong ability to influence them.

Huo Qi felt a little regretful at this moment, because he had a feeling that if Chen Rou were in a higher position, she would definitely do better than him. But just because he was the leader of the Flying Tigers, she pushed him up and handed over the spotlight to him.

He raised his arms and shouted, "Rogue gangs, get out of Kowloon!"

First, the Flying Tigers members chanted slogans with him: "Rogue gang, get out of Kowloon!"

Next came the ordinary citizens, and then those opportunistic fence-sitters also started shouting: "Rogue gangs, get out of Kowloon!"

Chen Rou, still holding the milk powder shop owner's hand, walked forward, saying, "We want the rule of law, we want the Flying Tigers!"

The female boss shouted twice, her courage growing: "We want the rule of law! We want the Flying Tigers!"

Chen Rou let go of her hand, but she continued walking forward: "Rogue gang, get out of Kowloon."

Seeing people following behind her, she choked up and shouted, "We want the rule of law! We want the Flying Tigers!"

And so, the procession began slowly and slowly, but gradually grew larger, forming a stream that pushed the gang's henchmen to the sides, and they marched through the streets with the Flying Tigers members.

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