The hoodie-clad man held a piece of braised pig intestine, gnawing on it while observing Wang Hanxu and his group through binoculars.

"33 people!"

The man in the hoodie didn't want to harm the innocent, but someone had already come knocking. If he didn't act now, it would be too late. To make Wang Hanxu pay the price, even if it meant accidentally hurting others, he could only apologize.

Moreover, these people knew full well that Wang Hanxu was scum, yet they still hung out with him, so they probably weren't any good either.