Everyone looked at Feis Moden, who was leading the way, with some disdain for his slow movements. The Beggar Gang Disciples simply supported him to expedite their pace.
"Follow me." Feis hobbled along leading the group to the red-roofed Warehouse B-16. The red paint spelled out a string of English words, which translated to donated goods and recycling items.
A middle-aged white security officer sat inside the guard booth outside.
Feis knew Sieg was armed with guns and had the legal documentation to carry them but a security guard watching over the warehouse might not be so accommodating. The guy was just a temp without a permanent position.
To avoid any misunderstandings, he also said, "You guys wait here for me. There are cameras around, so it's not convenient to take action. Let me just go and talk with him."
After finishing, he looked at Allen Zhang, seeking his opinion. Allen Zhang nodded, "Go ahead."
