บท 388: I Am Here

When Chen Xiaolian reached the hotel, the nearby street had turned into a sea of fire.

The rebel army had yet to fight their way here, but the sounds of gunfire were getting closer. Some people in the east side of the city were using this opportunity to stir up trouble. Whenever there was war, someone would surely use the opportunity provided by the resulting chaos to create trouble. Chen Xiaolian watched as several African men with masked faces broke down the door of a building beside a street and broke their way in.

Some others used this opportunity to start looting. Chen Xiaolian saw that the door of a shop in the east side had been smashed open and various people were frantically taking away the items inside.