"I remember that early that morning, a few of us brothers who got along pretty well were bullshitting in the gas station lounge, and then we heard the guys on duty at the gate come back to report that a convoy was heading toward us."
"Could this bunch be those robbers?"
"Heh, Tang, don't rush it, let me finish!" Luo Baocun seemed to have already put himself back into that day's scene, so Tang Xiaoquan's sudden interruption cut off his train of thought. He fell silent for a moment, pieced his memories back together, and then went on:
