Only in the summer of Wancheng City can you find signs of big city nightlife.
The snack street near the downtown mall typically operates until about midnight.
Liu San pushed away a few people who tried to support him, his tongue stiff as he said, "Don't... don't help... I'm fine... Your Third Brother can hold his liquor, two catty amount to nothing... I'm there... I'll head back first..."
A few young people crowded together, their colorful hair like the crayons of Yuhong Class children, and a few shirtless guys revealed their tattoos, not afraid of the mosquitoes at midnight. Watching Liu San stagger away, they then bragged to one another, shouting and swaying in another direction.
After only a few steps, one of them was blown by the night wind, suddenly bent over, and started vomiting uncontrollably on the street like a manure cart with a broken plug.
