Maybe he shouldn't have come up.
Maybe after coming up, he shouldn't have run towards Ah Piao's house.
Maybe he shouldn't have gone inside Ah Piao's house, let alone save someone.
Maybe...
"Why are there so many maybes?"
Anger turned into a Slaughter Knife, cutting off all the random thoughts in Liu Zheng's mind.
He has lived his whole life walking on thin ice; if he hesitated, he would have fallen into the water long ago.
No way forward, no way back, he had to brace himself and charge ahead until Heaven, Earth, mankind, ghosts, and gods all make way for him.
"Lamborghini!"
Liu Zheng took out the little plastic figure with a red headband.
"Name: Little Rambo"
"Type: Equipment"
"Quality: Perfect"
"Effect One: Allows the player to acquire all the skills Little Rambo possesses, including firearms, combat, driving (cars, tanks, helicopters, etc.), medical, traps, and wilderness survival."
