Squeak squeak squeak~
The refrigerator was pushed aside by Mr. Wang, making a harsh screeching noise.
The banging on the door immediately stopped.
Mr. Wang then moved the other objects blocking the door away.
Clack~
The door was opened.
The two people at the door looked at Mr. Wang somewhat bewildered, as he calmly faced them.
"Do you need a light?" Mr. Wang asked calmly.
He didn't step out; his right hand hidden in his sleeve held a gun, gripping the handgun while his left hand held the doorknob.
This way, he could close the door at any moment or raise his hand to shoot.
"Ah, yes, yes, yes, we just wanted to borrow a light," said the skinny man beside him, trying to keep his tone as even as possible.
Mr. Wang looked the man up and down; his voice hadn't been heard before, yet now he was at the door.
During his scrutiny from head to toe, he noticed the axe in the man's hand.
