Christian Rodriguez's face darkened as soon as he heard it. He turned around and shouted toward the edge of the human wall.
"What underground syndicate? Are you blind? Can't you see Vanguard is handling business? Don't interfere, get lost!"
Outside the human wall, there was a moment of silence.
Then, a cold laugh followed, "Vanguard? You mean that Vanguard Group!" The tone carried a hint of anger.
"It should be!" Another voice chimed in.
"This is outrageous! Blocking the store entrance in broad daylight, disrupting order—it's utterly lawless! Bold beyond reason!" The voice said again, growing angrier.
Christian Rodriguez was also irritated.
"Damn it, Vanguard is handling business, what does it matter to you!" Christian Rodriguez cursed and swore.
Sampson Rodriguez frowned slightly, also somewhat displeased.
"What a big mouth! I want to see where you get the nerve to act so brazen! Move aside!" The voice shouted sternly.
