"Thud!" Three fleeing employees suddenly collapsed without moving, clearly killed by Wang Tao.
"Huh?"
The remaining fugitives, or those with such intentions, were filled with fear and backed away.
"Hmph, run, go on, open the door for the police officers, why aren't you running?" Wang Tao's sharp gaze left the workers dumbfounded, making them lower their heads in avoidance.
"What are you waiting for? Get to work." Peng Wanli shouted at the stunned crowd, anxious that the police were outside, a raid would end them.
Upon hearing the command, everyone continued transferring the goods. Without doing so, this place was no different from a warehouse, and the production line recently had high output. If caught, the charge would be huge.
Zhao Bing listened to the commotion inside; footsteps had been getting closer, but now they were retreating.
