C507 A Narrow-minded Man

Shen Zhicheng went around to the back of the warehouse, which was more than ten meters tall. He straightened his body and took two steps forward.

He looked down through the hole in the roof.

Dozens of flashlights shone on a broken table and two men. Of course, there was also a one-meter square black leather case on the table. It was filled with bags of black pills