At the far end of their view, buses were driving toward them along the road.
A quick glance showed there were at least twenty.
Yao Jianpan frowned at once.
Wang Lin and Deng Jialiang, however, both curled their lips into smiles.
No one recognized those buses better than they did.
They were the vehicles used by their respective security companies.
Each bus could hold fifty people.
Twenty buses meant a thousand people.
"Mr. Yao, those look like buses from some security company. I've heard about them before."
Yao Jianpan lowered his head and thought for a moment.
He muttered:
"I didn't hire anyone from a security company."
The man continued:
"Could Qin Feng and the others have hired them?"
At that, Yao Jianpan laughed again.
"Heh, him? Could he afford to hire that many people? You're giving them far too much credit."
"They're probably just passing through."
"No, Mr. Yao. Those buses are coming straight toward us."
The moment he finished speaking, the buses pulled up behind Yao Jianpan's group, blocking their vehicles.
Then security personnel in matching uniforms came running out of the buses.
The imposing force of roughly a thousand people headed straight toward Qin Feng.
Yao Jianpan's expression changed drastically, his face filled with terror and disbelief.
Just what did a thousand people mean?
Assuming each person had three Pokémon, that would be three thousand Pokémon.
They could easily be called a private army.
Yao Jianpan shot Qin Feng a vicious glare, then said to the men behind him:
"Let's go."
But!
The moment he turned around, the security personnel behind him blocked his path.
"Trying to leave? Our boss hasn't said you can!"
"Stay right here."
The security captain at the front shoved Yao Jianpan as he spoke mockingly.
Then the thousand-strong force formed neat ranks