Chapter 294: The Art of the Demon Fox

Yu Longting and I had just climbed into the minivan.

The middle-aged uncle hurriedly closed the door as if he was afraid we'd run off.

A few taxi drivers below started talking, "Those young guys are so unlucky, ran into Heiche Rong, they're going to be slaughtered."

"Look at their clothes, pretty ordinary, I bet they don't have much money."

"Can someone who flies be penniless? Heiche Rong has a deadly eye, always butchering fat sheep."

"Sometimes, I envy Heiche Rong, he works once every three years, and that one time feeds him for three years."

I heard all these conversations loud and clear.

I couldn't help but laugh and cry as I looked towards Yu Longting.

Yu Longting just shrugged.

Acting all calm and composed.

Forty minutes later,

the little minivan stopped in a remote area.

Heiche Rong got out to smoke.

After puffing away on two whole cigarettes, he walked over with a cold face, opened the door and asked, "Wanna keep going?"

"How much?" Yu Longting asked.