Xiao Xuan lay prone, focused intently on the forthcoming target, as seconds ticked by excruciatingly slowly. Every second seemed to crawl by, and the ticking of his watch felt like the ticking of doom.
As the clock struck twelve-oh-three, people slowly emerged from inside. Four individuals stood at four corners, guns at the ready.
In the middle, eight people in teams of three struggled to carry large crates between them. The crates appeared heavy, and the trios found them challenging to lift.
Xiao Xuan inhaled deeply upon seeing everyone appear. He then pulled the trigger without hesitation. The bullet instantly passed through a man's head, and before the victim could react, he was dead beyond any doubt.
Another was puzzled as to why his comrade had stopped moving. Upon realizing the situation, he tensed and fired a warning shot alerting the others.
