His pace quickened, feeling the urgent need to transfer some stock to the warehouse on the other side. If he continued to keep it here, it would be wasteful to lose it all to gunfire.
After about ten minutes, members of the Taigong Dynasty burst into Jes's fruit store, their expressions edged with anxiety. They immediately started taking photos of the merchandise, and the leader came over to explain, "Hurry, Uncle, come with us to the shelter. Taigong Ninth Street is already under fire."
"Ah? Oh!" Jes was momentarily stunned. He tried to recall which street had been renamed to Taigong Ninth Street and remembered quickly—it was just five blocks away from this street, at a distance of roughly two to three thousand meters.
Does that mean the fighting is intense?
Jes hurried along with them, intending to lock the store, but the leader stopped him.
