Subsequently, the two of them left the Wild Banana Forest and returned to the main road.
Looking back again, the mounds of graves were no longer visible.
Except for the faint scent of blood lingering in the air, it seed as though nothing had ever happened.
It was late at night, and it's just as well because otherwise the consequences would have been significant.
At this ti, the moonlight and starlight still shone brightly, and occasionally, people driving three-wheel carts would pass by. They only glanced at Weng Xingban's overturned three-wheeler in the roadside ditch before moving on. People here don't like ddling in other people's affairs. Their own lives are busy enough, and if they can't manage, how could they possibly take care of others?
This social condition stems from the oppression under the warlords' authority.
Of course, even in so nations today, people don't like to intervene because they can't afford to, such as helping elderly folks cross the street...
Liu Zhizhong and Weng Xingban returned to the road. Weng Xingban wanted to prop up his three-wheeler and tidy up his things to prepare for driving into the town.
Liu Zhizhong pondered for a mont and then decided to let him do it!
For those who have feared poverty, every needle and thread is precious.
Only by understanding value and the difficulty of attaining things can one better face life. So qualities in life are born out of helplessness but are also comndable.
Therefore, Liu Zhizhong assisted Weng Xingban in lifting the three-wheeler and helped him pick up so scattered items.
Once everything was tidied up, Liu Zhizhong let the raptor tow the three-wheeler, allowing Weng Xingban to sit inside the car and head toward the town.
Weng Xingban sat in this balanced, luxurious off-road vehicle, having never seen anything like this before. It truly felt far too comfortable.
Speeding along, creating quite a scene, it was simply exhilarating.
All the scenery was before the eyes, beneath the feet, and a sense of beauty was just under the seat, haha...
However, hearing the price of the raptor shocked Weng Xingban, leaving him with his jaw dropped, unable to comprehend it.
Listening to Liu Zhizhong say that if he followed him, he'd drive even more luxurious cars in the future shook Weng Xingban again, filling him with a strange surge of passion, anticipation, and longing.
Following Liu Zhizhong, going against those warlords, pursuing those seemingly unrealistic futures, Weng Xingban believed it.
Thus, on this winter's deep night in the subtropical rainforest, Liu Zhizhong ignited the inner fla of combat within a young man, lighting the beacon for the life of a future hero known as "Fighting Dwarf"...
By the ti they arrived at Liangjia Chong, this populous town had already quieted down considerably.
The dim yellow lights scattered throughout the town, everywhere.
Vaguely, a light mist had risen, giving the town a desolate and lonely feeling.
Once they entered the town, Weng Xingban began to worry.
"Brother Zhongshui, do you think... that rogue Ao Jun might bully Ah-Yu tonight?"
His heart, filled with pain.
Liu Zhizhong could understand this man's feelings and said calmly, "If he's a beast, and dares to bully Ah-Yu before the family's debt is paid by dawn, I'll castrate him, making sure he can never touch a woman for the rest of his life."
Weng Xingban felt it was exciting but not quite enough, and said, "Just kill him! You have a gun, help kill him, and I'll be your servant forever!
"You're too serious, brother! I have a gun, but I can't kill recklessly. If people attack , I will attack them! Let's hope Ao Jun doesn't go too far; otherwise, tonight will be the night of his death!"
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