Soon, the light footsteps became louder. "They're all running in the same direction." Ye Jian shouted again, "They're running out! Those guarding the exit, come and block them. Don't let them run out!"
The port, which had many containers, suddenly became lively. At least eight people joined the encirclement and moved to the side.
The three male students lying on the container heard the footsteps running past their ears. Their faces were tense. Ye Jian was the one who attracted everyone's attention. She was the one who used her life to cover their retreat.
"Remember what Ye Jian said. Don't go back. Ten-meter sprint!" Zhang Hongming clenched his fists tightly. His voice was extremely deep. "Don't let her worry about us!"
When the few people guarding the exit heard that the people they were going to catch were heading toward the port, they really rushed over. No one was left outside to guard.
