Fang Dawei and the other twelve members of his gang were either sitting or lying down in the guard post. Aside from the doctor who needed protection, nine people still had the ability to fight. The remaining three were quite badly injured and were practically knocked out on the ground. 0

There were originally sixteen of them. The missing three had either gotten separated or killed. 0

Fang Dawei was fair and had a clean look. He wore a white dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up. His hair was parted to the side, and a pair of glasses rested on his nose. While he was built, he did not look like a robber. Instead, he looked like an office worker. 0

But a membrane resembling scales covered his exposed skin, including his face. 0

Tong Baitao was sitting not far away from him. He was tall and large. A black-gray shell could be seen under his damaged clothes with graze marks from bullets. There was a tall lump at his shoulder blades, but his shirt was covering it. No one could tell what exactly it was. 0

Before them was a small radio. A tiny man had headphones on while squatting in...0