Zheng Tan had planned to give the old man a few more kicks but the fire was spreading fast. He kicked the knife away, then jumped onto the cradle to look at the baby inside.
He was awake and about to cry. However, upon seeing Zheng Tan, he stopped mid-sob and cracked a smile.
For God's sake, stop smiling!
The fire was spreading, Zheng Tan could feel the heat rising. If they stayed here any longer, breathing would become a problem. He raised the baby up and started running with his hind legs. He jumped over the old man and ran downstairs with the baby,
The old man stirred and staggered to get up. He saw a flash and a black silhouette jumped over him.
The door had hit his forehead and he had knocked his head on a chair during his fall. He was dizzy and couldn't see clearly. He couldn't quite make out the black silhouette, but the thing above it seemed familiar.
It was the large cargo!
Someone took the large cargo!
