I left the cinema with my family a few weeks ago and, at that moment, protesters rushed out and blocked the roads and set the barriers on fire. None of us felt any concern/threat from protesters, until we heard the police sirens. A few of us cleared the barriers and everyone got out of there in our cars. Others ran
No 1 fear = police
We've had several incidences of vigilante violence in the town near where I live on both sides including a pro-Beijing guy waving a meat cleaver in McDonalds and an anti-establishment guy stabbing that Junius Ho... aka, attempted political assassination.
No 2 fear = vigilantes
My son used to have Latin Dance lessons near Long Ping and it was a wonderful thing that he could go there on the Westrail by himself. No more.
No 3 fear = triads
In addition, I overheard my sons referring to the police as 'dogs'. They got this from other kids in the village who attend local schools, our kids are homeschooled. That scares me.