Upon hearing Wang Biao's words, several of the more timid immediately felt their legs go weak.
"Brother Biao, I... I can't do this kind of thing."
"Ordinary mischief is one thing, but stealing guns definitely means doing time."
"Otherwise, let's just go back. I admit I'm a coward."
Although they were all petty gangsters, some of them knew the gravity of the situation and were mixed with a fear of soldiers.
If they were discovered, who knows if the soldiers would just start shooting on the spot.
Then their lives would really be forfeited right here.
A short man thought about leaving.
Just as he lifted his foot, he felt a strong force on his back, and he was kicked to the ground.
Wang Biao stepped on him, his voice fierce: "Thinking of leaving now? Too late!"
"Brother Biao, I really don't dare to do it," the subordinate wailed as Wang Biao stamped on him hard.
"Alright then, once I get the guns, your family will be the first I'll kill as the price for your betrayal!"
