"Hands up, everybody!"
The rough reprimand came from above the container.
Startled, Yi Xiao and He Cheng's grips loosened, and the object they were carrying dropped to the ground with a thud, revealing bullets inside the box.
Brother Yong and Brother Bao in the container heard the sound and quieted down, pricking their ears to listen to the movements outside.
"Hands up, I said!" the person above barked again.
Yi Xiao and He Cheng nearly synchronized.
Hands up, they crouched and covered their heads.
"Those inside, hands up and come out!"
Brother Yong passed a gun to Brother Bao, making a gangster hand gesture.
Brother Bao: "???" What?
Brother Yong: "..."
Brother Yong whispered, "I'll go out first, you see how it goes."
He could still see Yi Xiao from his position, Yi Xiao's fingers touching the ground, pointing in a direction.
