Chapter 137: This is the confidence that comes from strength.

The Sankui Wasteland was already a complete mess, with a cacophony of voices as countless people of all sorts gathered, chattering nonstop. These weren't the "good babies" you'd find in a school, not to say that each of them had blood on their hands.

But there wasn't a single good one among them.

Count them all, and even if they were lined up and shot, you might have overjudged the number, but you definitely wouldn't have been wrong.

...

Chen Miao, who was sitting in a taxi, finished reading the messages Hungry Monkey had sent him and nodded thoughtfully, turning his head to look out into the darkness outside the window.

It might be time to buy a car for himself.

Otherwise, always taking taxis was a bit too inconvenient.

If he had a car of his own, perhaps he wouldn't have gotten involved in this Hell Bus incident.

Before long—