Chapter 1195: Three Moves to Take Your Life
At midnight around eleven, Xiao Lin, who was heading north, finally drove into the entry point of Caltanissetta. As he entered this small city with a population of about eighty thousand, he no longer felt like his feet were still on his own body. "Damn it, this bastard must have done it on purpose," he cursed before pulling into a gas station to fill up the tank, grabbing some food, and continuing on the road.
He took out a pack of frozen meat and tossed it to the sleeping crow. It often startled people, but fortunately, overseas, gas stations were self-service, so it didn't cause a commotion. After all, there is a difference between a dog and a wolf.
Xiao Lin wasn't fond of fast food, especially burgers and fries, but with just one hour until the appointed time, he had no choice but to make do.
