After allowing passage, the flow of cars from the Tiger Claw Gang quickly flooded into the open space of the office, encircling the three buildings.
After all, they couldn't block the road; people still needed to go to work.
The gang members entering the factory sensed an eerie quietness, with a hint of chill despite it being the scorching heat of August.
The doors of the bar, factory, and warehouse were wide open, yet there were no lights or shadows, giving the impression that everyone had fled.
The original plan was to storm in, open fire, and kill everyone, but now these people were hesitating.
There's always something strange about unusual occurrences; some of the sharper-minded ones were already starting to slow down, while only those utterly self-absorbed idiots kept charging ahead.
