A while later.

Some footsteps were heard.

Tracing the voice.

A young man who looked like a boxer with a fit figure, wearing a hoodie and white gauze on his hands, slowly walked down the stairs not far away.

Fang Qiu said to the middle-aged man without looking at him, "You have thirty seconds."

"You better leave, or I won't be easy on you!"

The middle-aged man signaled the dozen or so of people to besiege him ...