‘Clang! Clang!"
A loud colliding sound came from the heavy things outside blocking the supermarket’s entrance.
"F*ck!" A cruel voice said bluntly, "What are you doing with that pile of rubbish?!"
Then, the dazed bystanders saw a group of people surging in; the new group, with dozens of people, consisted of men, women, old and young people.
A muscular man, his physique was like Gao Yi’s, with a long pole in his hand walked in front, and right behind him was a man wearing an army uniform and holding a rifle. There was a group of people following them, including a young man, with glasses, carrying a baby.
There were new comers again? The supermarket had too many visitors that day. All of them barged in bluntly and had similar overbearing demeanors.
The muscular man entered and looked around, then he asked the same question.
"Is the G55’s owner here or not?"
Silence-
