Yasin continued to speak evilly into the microphone, "The other five, if you want to live, grab Blake for me."
As Yasin's order was given, everyone in the cold storage suddenly froze in place. All of them turned their bloodshot eyes toward the panicked Blake.
"I'll give you five minutes. If you haven't dealt with him by then, none of you will survive."
After Yasin finished speaking, he lightly pressed the cold storage switch. A rumbling motor sound echoed through the room as white mist began to slowly spray from the vents. The temperature inside the cold storage gradually dropped.
"Don't believe him! He's playing with us!!" Blake took a few steps back in terror as he watched the other five people glare at him with predatory eyes.
The next moment, the long-haired young man suddenly lunged at Blake, and the two immediately began wrestling fiercely. The other four also rushed forward, clawing and hitting until they pinned Blake to the ground.
