Taking the warehouse

After a few footsteps, a middle-aged man rushed in. When he saw Fang Xing sitting by the bed, tears streamed down his face.,Fang Xing was a little afraid. He walked his hands and feet to the door of a warehouse, and with one push, the door opened.,This is a refrigerated storage room, with white mist hanging in the air. Large chunks of beef are neatly stacked inside.。