Shivering in the Cold Air

"Say it!" That man sneered.

"Yes…" Huang He paused for a moment. "Brother Ying, I'll come straight to the point. I'm at the end of my rope. I wanted to see you and ask if I can work for you."

"Don't say that." That man laughed, his voice had a hoarse tone which sounded worse than crying. "It's not that easy to want to work for me."

"Brother Ying, I'm at your command."

"Hmph!" That man closed his eyes and did not want to talk to him.

He wasn't sure how much time had passed when the car finally stopped.

Huang He turned to look outside. They were no longer in the city but somewhere at a suburb with hardly any lights around.

Winter nights really are cold.

When Huang He got off the car, sneezing as he made contact with the cold air, the man inside the car issued a command. "Tie him up and give him a good bashing!"

…

Huang He was puzzled. His body shuddered for a second and he didn't move from his spot.