Rain pattered outside the window. Lin Chen rested his left arm on the car window with a cigarette between his fingers, while his right hand gripped the gearshift. The RV beneath him crept slowly forward. Ling Sheng had no idea where to go. Was there anywhere in the world where he could survive now? At the thought, Ling Sheng lowered his head and looked at his right hand on the gearshift…
