C555 Trading

"Nobody else here?" Qin Feng felt a pang of disappointment. He shook his head, shifting his gaze away, and made a beeline for the derelict cars to scavenge some fuel.

"Halt!" The fat man, incensed at being blatantly ignored by this brash intruder, raised his gun and took aim at Qin Feng's forehead. His voice was gruff as he bellowed, "Just who the hell are you