Wei Hongwei said, leading the way in front, went to a nearby warehouse, which is not big, about sixty or seventy square meters, surrounded by piles of sundries used in peacetime.

There were three people following up, carrying a large wooden box and wandering over. Looking at the heavy wooden box in the upper area, everyone was guessing what was inside. With a bang, the iron door of the warehouse was closed.

Nobody knew what had happened, so they whispered.

Wei Hongwei murmured, "Don't talk anymore, Wang Hu, open the box."

Wang Hu nodded and went to the big wooden box that three people had brought in. The box was...