"Here."
Xiaoxu instinctively took out a newspaper from his pocket, inside was the self-made gun.
"This should do it." Zhang Feng casually remarked, "Anyone looking for trouble just needs a round."
"I'm lost?" Xiaoxu was completely bewildered.
"Can I... Can I go back to the walled city..." The big guy's heart was racing, regretting coming out.
"Boss..." Xiaoxu then said, "How about we go back? The black taxi at the city edge is still there, and the boat on the other side of the river is still there. We can sneak back immediately.
I can quit."
Between life and pleasure, Xiaoxu felt the addiction both mentally and physically had weakened slightly.
"If my cravings hit." Xiaoxu even gestured around his neck, "You can knock me out again. Maybe after a few times, once I get past the craving, I can quit."
"I'm afraid I might knock you senseless, besides, quitting isn't that simple?" Zhang Feng knew that knocking him out wouldn't effectively solve the issue.
