As Misa Prison Warden's voice rang out, the scene immediately plunged into chaos.
No matter which faction's people, they all hurriedly turned around to find the source of the voice.
The Martial Artists' judgment abilities were strong, instantly locking onto the three Prison Wardens on the rooftop.
Some members of various factions relied on the presence of big shots, boldly shouting out.
"Don't make me laugh, you cops better go back to the office and have some tea."
"Surrounded? Oh dear, I'm so scared."
"This is not something for cops to interfere with."
"Get lost!"
Those who shouted provocatively basically didn't know the identities of the three Prison Wardens on the rooftop.
At most, they judged from their attire that they were cops.
After all, their level was not high enough to understand.
On the contrary, it was the heads of various factions and Grandmaster Martial Artists present.
