Ethan Jian felt that the shouting voice was somewhat familiar.
The people in the warehouse quickly got up, holding their crudely made weapons, looking extremely frightened.
The door was not sturdy. Ethan Jian had seen it when he came in. There were many claw marks on it. It was estimated that it would not last long.
"Guan Ling! I don't care if others are afraid of you. Don't I know how capable you are?" The guy who was yelling outside kicked the iron door again. "You are just pretending all day long, relying on the fact that you have learned a few kung fu skills. Bah!"
There was a burst of laughter coming from outside.
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