After Xu San finished speaking, he snapped the window shut.
The cold wind blowing in made Xu San pull his clothes tighter around himself. He said to Zhou Mingli, "They want us to stop the car. I wonder what they're up to."
Zhou Mingli asked, "What time is it now?"
Cheng Shaojun glanced at his watch and said, "9:30."
Zhou Mingli smiled, gripped the steering wheel and looked at the road, and said, "Stop at twelve o'clock. You guys take your sticks and after you stop, subdue those two men first, and tie up the other three women later."
Does this mean they've been put under direct control?
Xu San and the others nodded, "Okay!"
Winter nights are quite varied.
It's not only cold, but it's also prone to fogging.
The people behind them were so cold they didn't even want to talk.
They huddled together, even taking out the blankets that were originally in their bundles to cover themselves, but even so, there was still draft everywhere.
Sub-zero temperatures, at night, in the wilderness.
These three words together are enough to torment one's mind.
The two young wives had already closed their eyes and gone to sleep. Now there were only two men and the old woman, who were still trying to stay awake and wait for the car to stop.
Cheng Shaojun and Xu San ate a little more and drank some still-warm water.
They were wearing thick clothes, and the windows were only slightly ajar to let in fresh air and prevent the front and side windows from fogging up due to the large temperature difference between the inside and outside.
But this bit of cold wind meant nothing to them.
The night grew darker, and fog appeared ahead.
Even the two men and the old woman behind couldn't stand it and leaned against the carriage railing, dozing off.
The car stopped at that moment.
The car was still humming and hadn't been turned off.
The two men sensed the car had stopped. They struggled to open their eyes, and in the thick fog, they could only see four men who had appeared out of nowhere.
The man cried out in surprise and tried to move, but his hands, which were so frozen that he had no feeling at all, were too numb to lift!
The sticks struck their heads without any mercy.
The two men were knocked unconscious by the blow.
Depend on……
Who is the real bandit...?
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