340 Gao Peng's Certificate

After the offenders were brought down, Gao Peng casually propped an old rocking chair right in front of his gates. He wanted to see if there were any stragglers with ill intentions still out there.

It was actually pretty exhilarating, even more so than some extreme sports; nothing quite beat a headshot from a rifle to the temple.

Now that he actually thought about it, a shower of bullets actually sounded like a fun idea.

Before taking a seat, he hung small signs on himself, Flamy, Goldie, Da Zi, and Dumby.

The wooden sign hung around Da Zi's neck said "3,500." The one hung around Flamy's neck said "2,800," and the sign hung around Goldie's neck said "2,000."

Maybe it was because Da Zi was lying on the floor, but the sign lay flat on its head, almost as though it was wearing a helmet.

Within moments, Da Zi was bouncing off to Goldie, peering at its sign. Its math skills were elementary at best, so it could only do some simple addition.