Zhu Xiong's gaze sharpened, and the flesh on his face trembled, "Put the weapons down and don't make me misunderstand, or you will all turn into hedgehogs."
As soon as he finished speaking, over ten team members behind him pointed their winch crossbows directly at the group, and the flesh corpses clad in iron armor also surrounded them.
And his First Order Upper-Grade large flesh corpse stood at the very front like a small hill, wearing heavy armor, with his large hammer still dripping blood.
In an instant, the people inside the warehouse retreated a few steps out of fear.
"Wait, we weren't planning on doing anything."
Under Zhu Xiong's threat, it didn't take long for some to cave in. Although they had weapons and some had Angels Envoys, the encircling hand crossbows would mean certain death for them if a fight broke out.
"Clang"
The iron stick in their hands dropped to the ground. With someone taking the lead, the rest also put down their weapons.