So the shelves were all stocked with merchandise, and there wasn't too much space left between the shelves.
When one shelf tilted and fell, crashing into another, although the other did not collapse, numerous goods were damaged in the impact, falling to the floor.
Looking at the tipped-over cabinet on the ground, and those items that had fallen, possibly breaking, the owner's eyes darkened.
He couldn't stand these young people anymore!
"Enough... grab what you need and then get the hell out of my store!"
Another young man standing by the counter had just opened a bottle of soda, and he sprayed his soda towards the owner, "Seems like you haven't grasped the situation, MR.Boss."
Several gazes shifted onto him, and the owner finally cooled down a bit, "You just want to take some things and go, there's no need to make such a mess, I've been very cooperative."