Chapter 93 (1/2)

A Qiang rushed into the warehouse with people, but found that there was no one in the warehouse. It was empty and cold, and the ground was covered with a thick layer of dust.

”Run away, just run away”. Ah Qiang obviously didn't expect such a result. Run away. He came here for food. When he looked around, he found that the corner was full of sacks. ”Food! Drive the truck in and take all the food away”.

No one knows how much food Huamao has, but in a Qiang's opinion, three trucks should be enough.

Ah Qiang's men saw bags of grain stacked in the corner, and their eyes were green. ”Grain!” this once common term has become so strange and exciting. I don't know how many people died for grain. Now grain is in front of me, and there are so many grains.

”Rob! Rob Tamar's food. I won't have to starve anymore.”

A man rushed to the front of the sack, holding the sack and crying bitterly, as if he had seen his long lost relatives, ”food! It all belongs to us”.

A man couldn't wait to draw out a dagger and cut open the sack. He was stunned. There was no white rice in it, but only yellow sand. ”Food! Where's food?” the disappointed crowd frantically cut open sacks, ”it's still sand”. There was no food in the sack at all.

Seeing the sand flowing out of the sack, a Qiang's mind was blank, ”no! You've got a plan, get out.”.

yes! It was a hit, but it was too late. ”Bang...!” a gunshot echoed in the warehouse. They all looked up at the top of the warehouse and aimed at themselves in rows of black muzzle.

Someone shouted, ”run!”

Can you run away?

”All the people inside listen, put down their weapons immediately and don't make fearless resistance, otherwise they will be killed!”

”Rush out!”

As soon as a man shouted, the voice suddenly stopped, ”Bang...!” a bullet exploded in the man's head, his waving arm sagged weakly, his eyes were full of reluctance and despair, and his body fell back.

”Who else dares to resist, this is the end!”

”I surrender!” under the threat of death, someone soon handed over his weapon.

”Surrender, we can't beat them?”

”Don't make senseless resistance. Just lay down your arms and we will give you a fair trial.”

”You won't kill us?”

”We don't kill indiscriminately. It's the best proof that you're still alive.”

With the first man handing over his weapons, followed by the second and third, more and more people threw away their weapons and squatted on the ground with their heads in their arms, waiting for the judgment of fate.

A Qiang looked around and found that Xiaofeng and Xiaodong, who designed to frame him, had disappeared. ”This is a long planned conspiracy, but what is their purpose”. It seems that he has nothing to envy others now.