"These people couldn't have surrounded the Xinhui Trading Building this quickly. Even if they block the main entrance, they can't block all those underground exits."
Giant Tooth Crocodile took a deep breath, steadied his expression and posture, and said in a low voice, "Arrange for the distinguished guests to leave through the Special Passage first. Move our goods to Warehouse No. 2 as well."
"No, Boss! More than a dozen underground exits have all been blocked tight!"
His subordinate told Giant Tooth Crocodile that these troublemakers were definitely not a rabble hastily thrown together. Quite a few shrewd commanders were hidden among them.
Before making such a grand display of advancing on the Xinhui Trading Building, they had secretly dispatched a small team composed either of disabled Transcendents missing arms and legs, or venerable old-timers in their seventies and eighties, with hair and beards white as snow.
These disabled people and old-timers quietly arrived around the Xinhui Trading Building, including underground, occupying several intersections and Underground Tunnels before suddenly making their move and raising a clamor together.
The old-timers leaned on their age and wailed to heaven and earth.
Quite a few disabled people even removed their Spirit-Powered Prosthetic Limbs and pointed accusingly at the Xinhui Trading Building.
It was now the evening rush hour after work.
The subway station between the Xinhui Trading Building and the Monster Market was packed shoulder to shoulder, so dense that not even water could pass through.
All the office workers' attention was drawn to these disabled people and old-timers.
While riding the subway earlier, many had idly browsed forums and short-video sites, and had already heard something about the disturbance on the second floor of the Monster Market in the south of the city.
Now that they had gone from spectators to firsthand