No, don't you "speak of the devil" me. How the fuck did you get surrounded by surprise like that? They are literally 3 meters in front of you, and they were the ones announcing themselves.
How is there not a single person between the two parties that can keep an eye on their surroundings? Are they all nearsighted? Or just retarded?
Mr. Fang is better off hiring a troupe of clowns to confuse the enemies for long enough to run away.
Of course, this is most likely the artist's fault. Like that nightmare of a bird's-eye view of the capital, where houses grew on top of other houses and street planning doesn't even exist as a concept.