From Xiangzi to Peking Godfather

In order to repay the "money" from the car factory, Xiangzi gritted his teeth and took a risky job out of the city. Under the moonlight, he pulled his guests and ran wildly, the sound of horse hooves beating behind him like a shadow. On the slag slope, he missed his footing and rolled down the cliff with his car. When I woke up from severe pain, my left wrist was broken. The rental car fell ten feet away and was idling. The morning light pierced the darkness. He stared at his twisted wrist, and then looked towards the direction of Beiping City - there was a debt that could never be repaid. The gravel hit the palm of his hand, and Xiangzi suddenly opened his cracked mouth and smiled. This time, he didn't pull the cart.