Cheng Boyan pulled open the car door and threw the bag into the car. He then habitually walked around the car to take a look. He’d just turned round the front of the car and suddenly saw a hand beside the rear wheel of the car by the wall.
He was taken aback, and when he retreated subconsciously, he almost back into the car next to him.
“Who is there?” Cheng Boyan asked after he had calmed down.
The hand did not move, and no one answered him.
Cheng Boyan hesitated for two seconds and walked over.
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