Indigenous people faced the fierce offensive of the Conquerors, utterly powerless to resist, retreating step by step. Under the enormous pressure of death, they finally began to flee, regardless of the punishment that would be meted out by the Gangs if caught.
The combat had reached its conclusion after six minutes.
"Tang Zheng, move everything." Dantai rushed into the warehouse, smashed the wooden crates with the butt of his gun, and gazed at the gleaming bullets and the brand-new firearms wrapped in oil paper with glee.
Tang Zheng's Space Wristwatch was an enhanced version, completely capable of transporting these military goods worth over thirty million. But the very next second, screams and cries of horror from newbies in a neighboring warehouse reached his ears.
Rushing over, they saw a Minotaurus standing in the warehouse, holding a Japanese female newbie by the ankle and repeatedly slamming her into the ground.
