"He definitely didn't leave the port..."

Hearing the noise outside the warehouse, Li Bin trembled all over and quickly covered his mouth, afraid that he would cry out.

Their conversation seemed to echo in my ears.

"That kid couldn't have gone far; he must be hiding in the port."

"After searching for so many days, even if we find him, he'll probably starve to death."

"Don't let me find him, or... even if he dies, I'll stab him a few more times to vent my anger."

Li Bin's eyes widened, and he forcefully covered his mouth.

He shouldn't have been so blinded by greed and agreed to put poison in the fish.

These people are outlaws, how could they possibly have been his men?

However, that person is dead, and even if he surrenders, he will still die.

"This warehouse doesn't seem to have been checked..."

"He couldn't possibly be here. It stinks in there; it's a garbage dump."

Li Bin hid inside the black plastic bag, not daring to move an inch.

Clang!

The sound felt like a punch to his heart.

His heart leaped into his throat.

Footsteps drew closer, accompanied by the rustling of mice.

"It stinks! Does he think he can survive on garbage?"

"This place is full of rats, don't get sick."

The two men used sticks to forcefully poke into the garbage bags, but after poking at several bags, they lost patience.

"Let's go. Go back and tell Brother Biao that he's investigated..."

The footsteps faded into the distance.

Li Bin let out a soft sigh of relief.

"Smack!"

His hand touched a stone next to him.

The two people who had just reached the door stopped and exchanged a glance.

They turned around again, gripped their sticks tightly, and walked in step by step.

"ah!"