Taking the warehouse

"Oh! There's a ghost, run!" The first to notice the anomaly, he bolted in the opposite direction with an agility that belied his portly physique.,It just so happened that on the day they had finished the funeral rites, a man arrived at their door despite the taboo.,On Fang Xing's right arm, a very noticeable anchor pattern stood out. Fang Xing’s eyes narrowed, and he took a bite out of it.。