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"Let's go."
"Take us to the warehouse."
At Zhang Ye's command, the red-haired man was immediately dragged up by Ding Zhixiong and Lachang and shoved to walk in front.
The factory wasn't big.
Less than two hundred meters west from the entrance was the warehouse.
The door was also covered with red rust, and there was no chain.
Before the red-haired man could react, he was pushed inside by Ding Zhixiong.
"What are you doing!"
The red-haired man got up from the ground and asked furiously.
But the people outside didn't speak. Instead, they peeked around the doorway for a long while until they confirmed there were no traps before they entered.
Zhang Ye looked at the red-haired man who had quieted down again with some surprise, not expecting this man to be unexpectedly compliant.
"Boss, we've checked everything."
"All is normal."
Ding Zhixiong said, approaching with a fawning look on his face.
