"I'm not afraid of making a scene." Martin James smiled.

"All right, young man, since you want to do this, I'm not afraid! Let's see who suffers!" The old man spoke firmly.

The old man made up his mind that even if the police came, he would insist that he had been hit. Anyway, there was no proof. Even if it was found out that he was hit by porcelain, the police couldn't do anything to him.

A few minutes later, a police car came.

A young woman and two men exited the police car. Martin James glanced at the police rank on the woman's clothes. It was a first-class...