The moment he opened the door, he was faced with the barrel of a gun and a gruff male voice said, "Put your hands where I can see it."
Shen Jiyu closed the door behind him and faced the cafe. The computers had been thrashed and moved to the far end of the room. There were six people, three men and three women sitting on the ground. Their dirt streaked face was filled with hopelessness and fear. Of course, not counting the person in front of him. A tall and huge man, with ink all over his forearm and a gun which was currently pointed at him. "Are you deaf? I said raise your hand and walk towards me slowly. Gao Lu. Check his pockets and see whether there are any snacks there," The man instructed harshly and one of the men who was sitting on the ground stood up. He was tall and lanky and there was a bit of excitement in his face as he walked towards Shen Jiyu.