The wails disappeared from the operating theater. They were blocked by the thick double doors.
Lv Yichen finally reacted. He pulled Long Hair's collar and roared, "What happened? He was fine when he came, was he run over by a muck truck?!"
Long Hair shivered.
Brother Lv, don't scare me!
Hearing the muck truck and thinking of running over it, Long Hair suddenly had a scene in his mind--
The night was dark, the wind was high, and a muck truck was whistling over.
Bang!
It hit a Magotan that had just parked by.
Creak, Creak, creak..
The ear-piercing sound kept pushing the Magotan forward.
Finally, the muck truck stopped, the door opened, and a man with a face full of stubble jumped out.
The man lowered his head and held his hands together to light a fire. He lit a cigarette, took a deep puff, and blew out a smoke ring.