Screams, ghostly and wolf-like, echoed from the direction of the container.
Qiao De was terrified, his tall lean body curling up into a ball as Qiao En reached out to pat his shoulder, and then she reached out to press the car lock.
"Don't worry, nothing will happen."
Qiao De was frightened; he held his head with his body trembling slightly.
Qiao En's gaze peered through the car window, the car was at a distance from the container, she could only hear the sounds but could not see what was happening there.
Suddenly, all the doors of a black van parked in the distance flung open, and a group of young men in black shorts and black masks charged towards them.
They moved like a flood of beasts, with an overwhelming momentum.
Qiao En quickly lowered her head, trying her best not to be noticed by those people.
Whether they were friends or foes, she hadn't figured that out yet, all she could do was to watch and wait.
