It was the fifth hour after the radio had declared the annihilation of the Kuang Zhuoma core armored force that had set out for Great Demon Lake.
Dawn was breaking, and a wooden sign carved with a rose and a revolver swayed in the wind. Lights were on in the crooked renovated building, marking yet another sleepless night for Afafu.
Drip~
At the edge of the tap, a full droplet slowly fell, and the air was filled with the pungent smell of disinfectant.
Bang!
The half-worn wooden door trembled, and the dim light bulb swayed back and forth, casting countless dust particles dancing in the beam of light.
"Open the door!"
A vagabond was furiously kicking the wood door in front of him. His body swayed back and forth, his eyes were bloodshot, and saliva gleamed on his gums as he cursed in a frenzy.
"You're looking down on me, aren't you? You think I can't afford the price? Clearing stock, damn it!"
