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nTranslator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

nXi said, “Xu Nian, what are you shouting for?”

nXu Nian spat out a mouthful of blood and said, “F*ck, what can I do if I don’t accept it? If you get released, wouldn’t my beating be for nothing? If the two old dogs talk, you’ll kick me out… Since there’s no future, I won’t be joining you anymore. What can I not say? We make imitation liquor! The imitation liquor they made has even killed people!”

nThe moment that was said, Xi flew into a rage and shouted, “What f**king nonsense are you spouting?”

nSecond Uncle cursed angrily, “You little brat, don’t f**king spout nonsense!”

nThird Uncle followed. “Do you believe that I will kill you?”

nThe policeman quickly said, “Cuff them!”

nThen, Xi and the others were immediately cuffed. The police brought Xu Nian to a police car alone.

nBefore getting into the car, Xu Nian was still smiling. “Hehe, I hadn’t joined when the batch that killed someone was made. But I know of it. You’re done for!”

nXi, Second Uncle, and Third Uncle’s faces turned ashen…

nAt that moment, Little Qin shouted, “I’ll expose them. I’ll testify. Can you reduce my sentence?”

nXi’s face turned pale when he heard that. He knew that it was really over this time.

n…

nFangzheng had no idea what happened after Xi and company were taken away by the police. However, he believed that they would probably be imprisoned for the rest of their lives.

nJust as Fangzheng was about to walk out, he heard the two policemen say, “The person who reported the case said that industrial alcohol is in a trash can. I searched all the trash cans in the entire village, but there were only some empty bottles… It’s really strange.”

n“You find that strange? I feel like I’m going crazy. There’s an old car at the village entrance. That thing can move by itself. Do you believe me?”

n“Impossible!”

n“I don’t think it’s possible either. I think I’ve been working too much recently. I’m hallucinating…”

n“Probably…”

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nAn old car that can move by itself?

nThat fellow had its gas pumped?

nWhere did they get the money from?

nCould it be stolen?

nFangzheng felt a little anxious when he thought of this. He hurriedly ran out to check, only to see the car flashing its headlights. The horn would blare from time to time.

nFangzheng went over and asked, “Scrapped Car, what’s going on? What are you randomly making noises?”

nWhen Salted Fish heard that Fangzheng was back, he quickly recovered from his act of pretending to be dead. He sighed and said, “Let’s not talk about it. Get in the car. This fellow drank too much…”

n“What?” Fangzheng was dumbfounded. Drank too much? A car could have too much to drink?

nSalted Fish explained the situation. “In the beginning, he was just a little talkative and a little hyperactive. He would occasionally move. Just now, a policeman came over to rummage through the trash can. This Scrapped Car would occasionally move and horn, making the policeman a little nervous. Master, we can’t stay here any longer. Let’s hurry up and leave… This car has no license or car plate; we have no license. If we really get caught, we will be in big trouble.”

nFangzheng nodded helplessly and tapped Scrapped Car’s steering wheel.

n“What’s up!? What is it? One more bottle!” exclaimed Scrapped Car.

nFangzheng took a look at the gas tank’s markings. Wow, it was a full tank! It was no wonder the car was so drunk.

nShaking his head helplessly, Fangzheng said, “Scrapped Car. Can you be driven?”

n“Driven? Haha… Are you looking down on me? I’ll drive for you!” As Scrapped Car spoke, the engine rumbled like a tractor, emitting black smoke…

nFangzheng subconsciously grabbed Salted Fish and said, “If there are sparks, quickly spit out water!”

nSalted Fish nodded as well…

nIn the next moment, Scrapped Car shouted, “Let’s go! Wa… Roar!”

nScrapped Car zoomed forward in an instant, made a sharp turn, and rushed onto the road. Then, it sped off…

nFangzheng watched as the needle on the speedometer shot up. 60, 90, 120, 180, maxed out!

nBut the car was still accelerating!

n“Slow down, slow down!” Fangzheng shouted.

n“Wahahaha… Don’t worry about my driving. As long as I’m on the ground, I’m the fastest! Haha…” Scrapped Car was still speeding as it laughed!

nAt the same time, the car would twist its butt from time to time. It almost flip over several times!

nAt the critical moment, Fangzheng stomped his feet and pressed down the car that was about to flip over…

nLater, Salted Fish ran to the back and sat down. As he vomited, he exerted strength to prevent the car from flipping!

nThe good thing was that although Scrapped Car was fast and was even swaying a little, it could always avoid pedestrians and other cars at the first moment. As it sped along, nothing happened.

nHowever, Fangzheng and Salted Fish suffered. On the way, Fangzheng was still feeling tense, while Salted Fish was vomiting…

nAbout three hours later, Scrapped Car seemed to have sobered up and its speed started to drop…

nWhen Salted Fish saw this, he directly lay back and stuck out his tongue. “Master… I feel like I’m about to pass away.”

nFangzheng nodded. “All the best. If you pass away, I’ll have food to eat tonight.”

nSalted Fish: “What are you eating?”

n“Burn the car to roast a salted fish…”

nScrapped Car: “…”

nSalted Fish: “…”

n“Reverend, I… You can’t blame me for that. It was Salted Fish who fed me with alcohol,” Scrapped Car said aggrievedly.

nSalted Fish said, “Didn’t you run out of gas? If I didn’t pump you with some alcohol, how can I take you away? Me, pulling you along?”

nScrapped Car: “Sure.”

nSalted Fish: “Dream on! Master, although the alcohol capacity of Scrapped Car isn’t that great, from the looks of it, he can also drive with alcohol. I think it’s fine as long as we give him a little alcohol in the future and make sure it’s not excessive.”

nScrapped Car said angrily, “No! I’m a car, I want to drink gasoline!”

nFangzheng nodded slightly.

nScrapped Car said, “Master is truly wise.”

nSalted Fish curled his lips and said, “Master, gasoline is so expensive… Our gasoline is the most expensive in the world. Alcohol is cheap, especially industrial alcohol. A tiny bit of money can buy a huge barrel. That will last a long time?”

nScrapped Car grunted. “Master will never listen to your nonsense!”

nFangzheng said indifferently, “Salted Fish has a point…”

nScrapped Car: “…”

nScrapped Car said, “Master, how poor are you? You can’t even afford to eat. Now that you in a car, you don’t want to pump any gas…”

nSalted Fish chuckled. “He’s even poorer than you think.”

nScrapped Car: “… I can’t run anymore. Oh no, I can’t run anymore. Aiya… The engine’s dead.”

nScrapped Car stopped moving.

nSalted Fish said, “Master, this car is trying to be funny with us. What do we do?”

n“What do you think?”

n“There are two bottles of alcohol left. If I pump it into him, he should be able to run,” Salted Fish said.

nFangzheng said, “That makes sense. Go.”

nSalted Fish immediately took the bottle and got out of the car…

nWhen Scrapped Car saw this, he cried out, “Don’t… Don’t be like this! My tires have gone soft from drinking. I can’t drink anymore! Burp… Why are you pouring it in…”

nSalted Fish got into the car and said with a smile, “It’s all in.”

nFangzheng nodded. Only then did Fangzheng realize that the road ahead had been blocked…

nThis way, Fangzheng could not continue being invisible. He dispelled A Golden Millet Dream and stuck his head out. He shouted, “Patron, is this road not open?”

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