Taking the warehouse

"I'm a short-distance running champion, you guys wait. Uh..." Fang Xing didn't start running until he reached the back of the queue, but Hei came...,After a few footsteps, a middle-aged man rushed in. When he saw Fang Xing sitting by the bed, tears streamed down his face.,This is a refrigerated storage room, with white mist hanging in the air. Large chunks of beef are neatly stacked inside.。