"Hey, driver, are you heading towards the military base over there?"
At the barbecue stall, Wang Ye's skewers were still grilling, but he had walked over to the side of the intersection to inquire about the motorbike taxi waiting there.
In this small southern town, there were plenty of motorcycle rentals.
Although it was already 11 o'clock, there were still four or five of them here right now.
"Yes, I'm going there. It's fifteen yuan!"
"Great! Wait for me while I grab the barbecue!"
Wang Ye wasn't foolish enough to run all the way back.
Taking barbecue back in an hour, he couldn't make it even if he ran on two legs.
It was not a matter of physical strength.
Barbecue takes time too!
Ordering and grilling would take at least half an hour, and then running twelve to thirteen kilometers in half an hour?
Would he risk his life like that?
He didn't have wings.
"Hehe, sure!"
