Taking the warehouse

In August, bonfires blazed on the waterfront. Several large ships were docked there, and trucks, like industrious bees, ferried cargo from the vast warehouses to the vessels.,"Where am I I thought I was outside New York Harbor.",Fang Xing's eyes rolled, and he put on a 'kind' smile, shaking his hand out to help them up. "Get up, I feel a little dizzy."。