"Grass, in this ghostly weather, how can so many people come?"

The old and big crows in the North District were shocked to see hundreds of people, with umbrellas, ponchos and flags waving. They helped each other as if they were fleeing. They walked to the rear of the Convention and Exhibition Center in the snow and rain.

"Boss. I can assure you that these people are organized and disciplined."

Xiao Shunzi, the second-ranking cadre under the crow, looked at the passing procession with tiger's eyes half-squinted, and said in a very professional tone, "I can judge from their body shape, walking posture and the length of the procession. They...