"Wow! There are so many warehouses, they're huge!" A middle-aged woman pointed at the rows of warehouses in amazement, then was stunned by the loading yard and container yard.,"Oh! There's a ghost, run!" The first to notice the anomaly, he bolted in the opposite direction with an agility that belied his portly physique.,On Fang Xing's right arm, a very noticeable anchor pattern stood out. Fang Xing’s eyes narrowed, and he took a bite out of it.。