It was abnormal for robbers not to carry weapons, so the question arose: where had all the weapons and supplies gone? Moreover, according to the intelligence he had, it was highly probable that these people possessed homemade hand grenades of immense power. Thus, he had been prepared for the worst throughout the journey but had never anticipated such an outcome.
Had these monsters eaten everything? Or... Wang Zhibao shook his head as he looked at the innocent and cheerful Jing Shu. He gave some instructions and personally escorted Jing Shu back to the Xinlan Inn. Such an important person could not afford any more mishaps.
Before leaving, Jing Shu handed the original liquid from the woman's hand back to Factory Director Wang. "This time, you must keep it safe."
"Thank you, thank you, President Jing!"
