Below the Doom Group, people were gathering.

Ten men filled with profound inner strength were moving in and out of the crowd like shuttles. Every second, twenty to thirty people fell to the ground with painful expressions on their faces and twisted legs.

Some people wanted to escape, but fell to the ground before they could even take a step, shaking with pain and wailing.

This blatantly violent scene happened right in front of countless people watching the live news broadcast.

On the seventh floor, Bai Ye listened to the screams coming from below. After his expression tensed for a while, he finally couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Cool!!!"

With a slight wave of his arms, Bai Ye couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth. He looked at Jin Bing and said, "Remember to deal with the aftermath neatly. Also, I remember they were holding up a spoof image of me to parade against me just now."

"Um, yes, Mr. Bai." Jin Bing nodded.

"That's an insult to my reputation. Remember to ask your lawyer to send each of them a letter asking them to pay me compensation for mental damages."

Bai Ye smiled and said, "Remember, don't let them have an easy time in the hospital."

'It's cruel! It's too cruel!'

Susan and the others were all filled with fear and horror.

Not only did they break three of their legs, but they didn't even pay a penny in compensation?

Not paying compensation would be fine, but they also want to collect compensation for mental distress from these people?

Seeing the White Night, even Satan in hell would have to admit defeat.

As they were talking, the screams soon stopped due to the high efficiency of the thugs below. More than 300 people were rolling on the ground in pain. The pain of three broken legs was really too unbearable.

Oh, by the way, some of the marchers were biologically female, so luckily only two of their legs were broken.

After dealing with these people, the ten thugs did not flee, but stood there in full view of everyone, motionless.

"Do you know what you are doing?"

At this time, the door of Doom Company was slowly opened, and Bai Ye walked out of the company and asked righteously: "This is intentional injury, why did you do this?"

"We are your fanatical fans. We organized ourselves spontaneously because we were so angry." One of the thugs answered as before.

"Oh, so you are my fan. Then you should be careful in prison and remember to obey the law." Bai Ye waved his hand, and then saw the police driving a police car slowly coming.

"Everyone, don't move. Put your hands up." A policeman got out of the car and shouted. Then he looked at the wailing crowd lying on the ground and cursed subconsciously: "Wang Defa?"

The scene before my eyes was too shocking.

The policeman didn't need to do anything, as the ten thugs had already raised their hands and stepped forward to be handcuffed by the police.

As for Bai Ye and Jin Bing? What does this have to do with them? Soon, because the incident was so serious, a large number of ambulances and police cars surrounded the place. Before the marchers with broken legs were carried to the ambulances on stretchers, they all looked at Bai Ye with resentful eyes and saluted.

Everyone knows that Bai Ye did it, but there is no evidence.

"Officer, those people admitted it themselves! They are my fanatical fans. They had nothing to do with me before today. I don't even know their names."

Bai Ye spread his hands and looked at the sheriff in front of him, blinking his eyes and said innocently: "It's impossible that you still want to forcibly detain me."

"You are right. You are highly suspected in this case. I seriously suspect that you are the mastermind behind this. Now come with us." The leading policeman said angrily while holding handcuffs.

"But my time is precious. Please be tolerant. You can't find out anything anyway." Bai Ye explained.

"Yes, officer, I am the chairman of the Doom Group. I can prove that Mr. Bai has absolutely nothing to do with this matter." Victor on the side stepped forward to support.

"Mutant freak." The sheriff uttered the word in a very low voice, and then said with disgust on his face: "I have the right to detain you. Now come back to the police station with me."

"Sorry, you just said a word that made me feel a little concerned. Can you say it again?" At this time, Bai Ye showed a dangerous smile on his face.

"Come with me to the police station, Mr. Bai." The sheriff did not answer Bai Ye's words, but just shook the handcuffs in his hand. But the next moment he saw Bai Ye's head tilted to the side.

"What is this guy doing?" The sheriff looked at Bai Ye in confusion as he turned his head and squatted down again.

But only Jin Bing, who was standing by, knew what Bai Ye meant: "I don't want to see this person."

The next moment, a thug who was originally caught in handcuffs roared: "You dare to embarrass my idol, take my kick."

Then he pushed away several police officers around him and knocked the sheriff down with a flying kick. Then, under the nervous gaze of the surrounding police officers, he punched the sheriff in the face again and again, knocking him unconscious.

"What are you doing? Stop it!" The police officer at the side screamed and rushed over to pull the man away. After pulling them apart, they saw that the sheriff who was hit by the hammer had blood all over his face and looked like he was breathing hard.

"I've already told you not to fight or kill. It has a bad influence."

When everything was over, Bai Ye stood up, looked at the man and said, "Look at how badly you beat the sheriff. Even his mother couldn't recognize him. Go to jail and reform yourself."

The man lowered his head and said, "Mr. Bai is right," and then he was obediently taken away by the police.

"Mr. Sheriff." Bai Ye smiled and looked at another police officer beside him. He raised his hands and offered them to him, saying, "What the sheriff just said is right. I should also abide by the law. You can arrest me too."

The somewhat young police officer nodded subconsciously.

But the next moment he found that the handcuffed criminals had turned their heads to look at him with calm eyes, the meaning of which was self-evident.

"No, no." The policeman stepped back in fear and waved his hands.

"No need? Well, that's what you said." Bai Ye sighed regretfully and lowered his hands.

The other onlookers were all indignant in their hearts: "Too arrogant."

But even though they were angry, the police around them subconsciously ignored Bai Ye and pretended he didn't exist.

Otherwise, what if the other party just squats on the ground and pretends to be a victim, and then a fanatical fan jumps out and kills them all?

The Bai Ye they are facing at this moment has strength, money, and power.

In the face of absolute violence, they could do nothing to Bai Ye.

(End of this chapter)