Chen Feng and Lori both frowned at this.
Then, they looked back in the direction from where the cries for help were coming.
They saw several figures standing by the shore of an Artificial Lake not far away.
To be precise, there were three men.
The three men had cigarettes in their mouths, wore a black tank top and blue jeans each, and had black sunglasses on their faces.
They looked pretty tough and impressive.
Especially the gangster aura about them, they looked like they were not to be messed with.
And in the hands of one of the men, an elderly man was being held.
This elderly man looked to be about sixty years old, with a wrinkled face, graying hair, and wearing a white Tai Chi uniform, though he seemed quite spirited.
But his face was filled with terror.
The three men were holding him as if they were about to push him into the Artificial Lake.
And the cry for help just now was indeed made by the elderly man.
Seeing this, Chen Feng and Lori both frowned.
