three hundred meters ahead, nine o 'clock, eleven O' clock ...
“.. Go and pull it out for him!"
In the drizzling night, the truck sped forward. In the back of the carriage, there were a few soldiers.
In the driver's seat, Lu Xin was in charge of driving, or rather, his sister was in charge of driving.
Researcher Wang song, who was obviously less aware than those few soldiers, was sitting in the front passenger seat.
Although he knew that he was already dead and that he might be affected at any moment and suddenly be controlled by someone, he still refused to run to the back and get wet in the rain. As for the possible changes he might cause, he said, "
"When you attack me, be gentle!"
“..”
How was Lu Xin supposed to answer?
Of course, he agreed and promised that he would be quick enough to prevent him from feeling too much pain.
However, whether a dead person could still feel physical pain was another matter.
