Rat Head, Ox Head, Lin Jiangxian, Old Zheng, and the Four Great Experts once again engaged in a peak showdown around the box!
As for Bu Ersun, he was practically being dragged to death.
There were barely any intact patches of skin left on his body.
He lay in a corner, barely breathing.
The back road Lu Chengwen and the others took got them lost halfway through. The foreign GPS was godawful, and only Lu Chengwen could understand the english navigation. They had to switch drivers and let Lu Chengwen take the wheel...
After all that chaos, they found two heavily injured Beauties lying by the roadside. Lu Chengwen saw that they were Caiyun Chasing the Moon and hauled them into the car.
No more questions.
Tonight was too chaotic! Way too chaotic!
What a headache!
Song Sheng Chaoying called.
"Lu Chengwen, what exactly happened tonight? Why is everything such a mess!?"
Lu Chengwen snapped, "You're asking me? I should be asking you! What's wrong with your grandson?"
"What happened to him?"
"He got the box, so why was he following us around? What was that supposed to mean? Trying to frame us!?"
"His box was stolen."
"Cut the crap. Who stole his box? He was carrying it just fine himself!"
"A mysterious person."
"What mysterious person, Big Brother!?" Lu Chengwen said. "He grabbed the box and insisted on tailing us. He even tied himself to the back of our car with a rope and got dragged through drifts!"
"What did you say!?"
Zhao Ritian snatched the phone. "He's a total jinx! It hurts like hell getting dragged along the ground—I tried it once. Even a dirt road hurt me half to death, but that guy insisted on making us drag him down a concrete road!"
Song Sheng Chaoying's hand