Chapter Twelve

  Zuǒ Xiǎo Lóng and Dà Shuài rode their motorcycle along the road with the most migrant workers. This road is a national highway, but because there are too many factories here, during rush hour, the crowds of people leaving work would fill up the entire highway. The traffic police department had no choice but to divert vehicles around the area during factory closing hours. As a result, this became the only section of national highway in the country that was converted into a pedestrian street.

  Zuo Xiaolong and Dashuai were riding a motorcycle through the pedestrian street, dodging the crowds. Zuo Xiaolong suddenly turned off the highway onto a small road, prompting Dashuai to ask: "What's wrong?"

  Left Little Dragon Way: Execute the law.

  The general couldn't hear clearly for a moment, and the muddy road was bumpy. The general didn't want to hold on tight, so Little Dragon could only tightly grasp the motorcycle seat.

  Zuǒ Xiǎo Lóng took a detour behind a dye factory, stopped the motorcycle and got off. He said to Dà Shuài: "Look at this three-story small building, it's where their high-ranking officials live. They polluted my river, I want..."

  "What's up?" asked Da Shuai.

  Zuǒ Xiǎo Lóng gazed firmly at the glass of the small building, his eyes revealing a resolute determination as he said: I'm going to break his window.

  After finishing speaking, Zuo Xiaolong picked up a stone and threw it at the window of the small building, but because the range was relatively far, Zuo Xiaolong's parabola was not reasonable, and the lethality was general. When the stone hit the bed, it had already become soft and powerless, and after collapsing for a while, it fell into the wall.

  Damn it. Said Zuo Xiaodragon. After that, he picked up another stone that met all the conditions. Zuo Xiaodragon said to Dashuai: Throwing stones is a matter of great subtlety I actually like this one just now was a mistake you see when it's too big can't throw...too small can't throw far flat stones are easily affected by turbulent flow triangular stones are easy to hold askew the most suitable is such a stone elliptical smooth size...

  The general took over: Isn't this just a goose egg?

  Zuo Xiaolong didn't continue speaking and threw a stone at the glass. Before the stone even hit its target, Zuo Xiaolong started the motorcycle and said: "Let's go quickly, it's enough."

  The glass shattered into a thousand pieces.

  Da Shuai hastily jumped onto the motorcycle. The two of them stirred up thick smoke on the gravel road and turned around a village. After that, they arrived behind a plastic factory.

  The structure of this plastic factory is similar to that dye factory. Da Shuai said: I'll go. After finishing, he picked up a stone from the ground and Xiao Long grabbed his arm, saying wait.

  Da Shuai said: Come on then.

  Wait a minute, didn't you see someone sweeping the floor downstairs? Wait until that person finishes sweeping or else all the glass will shatter on her head.

  Two people waited for five minutes and the cleaner directly sat down on the stairs downstairs to rest. Da Shuai asked: What to do?

  Although he asked this way, General had already made preparations for his death. He felt that with such a temper of this person, the stone must be thrown out to be finished.

  Left Xiaolong Road: Go eat.