Sun Zhun immediately grabbed a gun from his subordinate's hands and shot several rounds in the direction of Anson's voice. The sound of bullets echoed in the ship, accompanied by the shouts of others scrambling to remove themselves from the line of fire!
Unfortunately, when some men turned flashlights on, the only thing that came from the gun's chamber was empty clicks, and Anson had already disappeared.
Sun Zhun cursed and flung the weapon to the ground, and looked around with sinister eyes,
"Don't think I don't know what you all are thinking. But let me remind you, if this shipment fails, not only you but everyone you care about will be implicated. All your mothers, sisters and brothers will end up like those in the holds you are standing if not worse."
The faces of the men became ugly at the threat.