C239 A Dream of the Yellow River

In front of them was a warehouse with a flat blue roof and a snow-white exterior. In the middle of the warehouse was a silver-white metal door, and around the area were tall deciduous trees. Only a small path led to the outside world.

Wang Tianming's eyes were sharp like a torch, he took out a whistle from his pocket and blew it lightly.

Just as the whistle sounded