Police Station.
"Come out now!"
"Did you hear us?"
"Get the hell out here! Where's the money for what we bought?"
"I'm giving you one last minute! If you don't pay up, we're coming in!"
"Get your asses over here! Not a cent less than a thousand yuan! Otherwise, don't even think about leaving! One day? Two days? I'll wait you out!"
"Chief Zhu! I've given you face! Don't meddle!"
"Hand them over to us right now! Otherwise, this won't be over!"
"Fifty-five seconds left! Did you two hear me? Huh?"
"Don't blame us for turning nasty if you don't pay! You buy something, you pay for it! No matter where you go, you have to pay!"
The people outside were still shouting.
Perhaps they had once again seen that the Police Station was taking the same conciliatory approach as before. Their expressions grew even more vicious, every one of them shouting with a dark face. They had no awareness whatsoever that they were at a Police Station, nor any fear of storming a state agency. On the contrary, they were utterly brazen. It was obvious they were not doing this for the first time. These ethnic minority peddlers, banded together as they were, had probably stormed the Police Station more than once before. Hadn't people said they had even beaten Police Station officers before and gotten away with it? They had already reached the point of being lawless. The more the Police Station indulged them, the less it dared handle them, and the more they looked down on everyone else. Now, not only did they disregard Chief Zhu of the local Police Station, they seemed not to take anyone seriously. They knew the local authorities had a hard time dealing with ethnic minorities like them, so what was there