Xu Ke followed the silent old drunkard into the car. After leaving the hospital, the old drunkard's expression darkened as if it could rain at any moment. Xu Ke could see the suppressed anger in his heart.
The old drunkard didn't talk to Xu Ke but drove the car at a high speed. Fortunately, not many people in the small town owned cars; most still rode their small electric scooters and bicycles, which prevented many traffic accidents. In the city, with the speed the old drunkard was driving, an accident would happen in no time.
Xu Ke silently touched the seatbelt tied around himself, his heart becoming still as a lake.
The old drunkard sped all the way, taking Xu Ke through more than half the town, finally stopping in front of a seemingly unremarkable house.
The old drunkard got out of the car but didn't go straight to the door. Instead, he went to the car's trunk, took out a large wrench, and walked towards the small door in front of them, raising the wrench to smash down hard.
