Feng Jun and the others exchanged glances but said nothing. Row Three, Locker Five—wasn't that where Yamamoto Shushin had stored his things?
Before long, a silver suitcase was brought out by someone from the storage office. One of the three picked it up and turned to leave.
The next moment, the three were surrounded by a group of people. One of them chuckled. "Take them down!"
"Feng Jun!" One of the three men's expressions changed. "What are you doing?"
Feng Jun's group did not waste a word. They directly knocked all three unconscious, slung them over their shoulders, and left the storage office.
The storage office staff turned pale at the sight and immediately picked up the phone to make a call. "Call the police! There's a robbery at the storage office!"
They reported it quickly, but Feng Jun's group left even faster. In full view of everyone, they carried the three unconscious men into their vehicles.
No one tried to stop them. These days, people willing to stand up for justice had practically gone extinct, and Feng Jun's group clearly looked like trouble.
Some officers did come running from afar, but they were still quite a distance away.
Just as everyone got into the cars, Wang Haifeng's phone rang. An exasperated voice came from the other end. "What are you doing? Why did you knock out our people?"
Coach Wang started the engine and answered with a smile, "They're your people? Sorry, we thought they were Shan Benxin's people."
The person on the other end became even more furious. "Of course they're our people! Shan Benxin's storage claim ticket is still on him. He never gave the ticket to anyone!"
After discovering the claim ticket, they had immediately coordinated for people to retrieve the luggage. They had originally intended