On the cement road outside the wire mesh, puddles of blackened bloodstains spread to a nearby sewer cover. Besides some clothing on the ground that could no longer be identified by color, there was nothing else.
Lu Hao, holding Su Jin with one arm, stopped and looked down at the ground.
"What's the matter?"
Seeing Lu Hao frown, Su Jin also looked towards where his gaze fell.
The hard cement surface was full of irregular potholes that looked like... Bullet marks?
Guan Shouzhong also squatted down to look at the ground and said, "They're definitely bullets."
"Were these fired by people inside the warehouse?"
Su Xiangzhe also realized that there were no other buildings around, and looking up from this spot meant they were likely fired from a row of ventilation windows above the warehouse.
"Visible guns are easy to dodge, hidden arrows are hard to defend against. Luckily, there's nobody here anymore."
