章 100: Metal Skewer

After it was serviced, the Volkswagen Jetta looked clean and felt smooth to the touch. It was just like new.

He sat in the driver's seat. The interior did not feel as if it possessed much texture, the seat had to be manually adjusted, the backrest was made of fabric, the gears had to be manually adjusted, the space was relatively small for Ling Ran's height, the model was relatively old for Ling Ran's age, and the style was relatively old-fashioned for Ling Ran looks… Despite all that, it could still move.

Ling Ran checked his surroundings attentively and carefully drove the car out of the back alley.

After he closed the shed's shutter gate, he greeted Sister Juan Zi, who was chewing on a pork knuckle. Ling Ran then drove happily on the road.