Song Wen's face turned pale with anxiety, she nodded quickly and walked briskly towards the corridor.
At this moment, the door of room 3204 opened, and two burly men came out.
Both of these men were tall and strong, each about 1.8 meters in height, and each holding a knife.
Two slightly shorter men followed them, one of whom had his head wrapped in bandages, apparently injured.
The leading man with a cyan dragon tattoo on his left shoulder glanced at Hu Weimin and Liu Danian, his eyes flickered slightly. He grinned and asked, "Trading supplies? What supplies do you have?"
Hu Weimin glanced at them cautiously and replied calmly, "Dumplings, we have freshly steamed dumplings, still hot."
The leading man immediately widened his eyes, "Dumplings? Where are they? Let me see."
Hu Weimin hesitated for a moment, then asked, "We only trade for fish, shells, crabs, and sea shells, and they must be alive."
"One dumpling for four fish or ten sea shells or two crabs, do you have them?"
