When Zheng Huaqiang led the rest of the workers back to their site, two more workers had inhaled a lot of smoke. When they returned to the construction site, they fainted and never woke up again.
On this trip, he had actually lost nine of his workers!
Zheng Huaqiang slammed the table and took a bite of the frozen flatbread. "Damn it, what the hell is this? He actually killed so many of our brothers!"
They had never suffered such a loss in such a long time! Regardless of whether it was before or after the heavy snow!
Previously, they had relied on Fatty Wang's bombs to rob the supplies of many residents in the community. This area was full of rich people, and everyone had quite a lot of things in their homes. They had snatched all kinds of things and piled them up in the shed built at their construction site.
"This is the first time we came back empty-handed. No, we have to do it again tomorrow!"