Li Dahe led a group of people to the cars waiting outside the village and immediately ordered to drive frantically toward the county town. Luckily, the driver hadn't left, otherwise there would be no one to drive now.
The demolition crew, seeing the car had started, could no longer hold back.
"It hurts so much!"
"It ****ing hurts!"
"What the hell is going on!"
"My shoulder is swollen like this!"
...
As the car started moving, a bunch of people inside started cursing and shouting because it really hurt too much. They had just endured the pain to run to the car to escape; now, if they didn't vent out, they felt they would go insane from the pain. They couldn't understand what had happened tonight. It was supposed to be a covert arson, but no one expected it to turn out like this. Their luck today was just too bad. To run into such bizarre mishaps during a late-night arson—not only did they fail to set the fire, but they also ended up injuring their own arms!
