"We're finished this time ..."
he said he would be back in two hours. It seems like he might not even be back by tomorrow morning!
"Uncle, I think you're going to be taught. lesson by the front of the car again ..."
she's been very talkative recently. She's most annoyed that we take the opportunity to come out and search for wasteland. If we don't go back tomorrow morning and delay the convoy's journey, with her temper now, do you think she'll castrate you and give everyone. warning ...
damn you, stop nagging here. It's too scary ...
uncle, you're my uncle, so my Grandpa is your big brother ...
“..”
Under the Crimson Moon, the trapped truck stopped by the side of the road, and only the quiet light shone into the distance.
The uncle and nephew were in the driver's seat, with cold sweat on their foreheads. They flipped the map back and forth and quarreled at the same time.
It could be seen that the small area on the map had been drawn with lines.
