The old wooden door was rattling in the wind. Jiang Tiezhu opened his eyes suddenly, his lungs heaving violently like a bellows, and cold sweat rolled down his forehead in large drops. A splitting headache. There was a strong and pungent smell of dichlorvos, like an invisible poisonous snake, trying to get into his nostrils. "Drink! Why don't you drink?" "Su Wan, I'm telling you, if you don't drink this bottle of medicine today, I will sell your daughter to a ravine to pay off your debt! That loser Jiang Tiezhu must repay the money he owes me!" This voice was sharp, arrogant, and had a disgusting hooligan air. Jiang Tiezhu's pupils suddenly shrank. This voice... Lai Ergou? Wasn't he killed by a grenade during a border anti-drug mission? His eyes gradually focused. The dark main room, the wall peeling off and exposed
