People in America started by developing the Yellow Turban Army.

East Asians, okay!

In the eyes of the Los Angeles police, Asians who can afford to buy property in Los Angeles usually have many labels.

Rich, highly educated, easy to talk to, and doesn't cause trouble!

Especially those who are rich!

In fact, the principle of yielding to the happy also applies in the United States; generally, wealthy people rarely get involved in messy matters.

For example, people from East Asia are rarely stopped by the police and found to be high on drugs, or to have a shootout with the police.

Very few!

Therefore, upon hearing that it was an Asian who called the police, even though they had seen a tall, thin Asian with a quick-draw holster on his waist before getting out of the car, the police officers were only slightly wary and did not draw their guns and point them at Chen Ping'an and his companion.

Two police cars arrived with a total of four people. One of them went to check on the two injured people and gave them basic first aid, namely stopping the bleeding.

Their methods were far more professional than those of Chen Ping'an and his colleague, who were both amateurs.

Of the remaining three policemen facing Chen Ping'an and Lin Zhiyong, two were well-positioned, ready to draw their guns and fire at any moment should the officer who came forward to question them be in danger.

The officer in charge of the questioning was an older sergeant. He stepped forward and said to Chen Ping'an and the other man, "Gentlemen, I want to know what happened!"

For Chen Ping'an and Lin Zhiyong, who had been waiting for nearly half an hour, the answer was very simple.

Because Lin Zhiyong's pickup truck has a dashcam, and it can record audio both inside and outside the vehicle.

He had already retrieved the dashcam footage before the police arrived.

"All right!

The thing is, they drove in with guns on their hands without permission.

This involves unauthorized intrusion.

Then, after you drove them away, they got into the car without any trouble. As they were about to leave, a fight broke out inside the car.

is that so?"

"Yes, officer!"

Compared to Chen Ping'an's Chinglish, Lin Zhiyong, having been here for so many years, could communicate very well: "However, they fought amongst themselves in the car and both hit each other's legs, that's my guess."

After they jumped out of the car, they said the gun inside had accidentally discharged, but I think it's too much of a coincidence!

Lin Zhiyong wasn't intentionally trying to sow discord between the two men. He had just told Chen Ping'an that the two men who got into the car and touched the gun had no good intentions.

Why touch a gun?

Why did you reach for your gun as soon as you got in the car?

So, accidental discharge... what a joke!

"It is also possible that, in a fit of rage while being expelled, he attempted to attack the person who called the police with a shotgun."

But this is just speculation at the moment!

After understanding the situation, the questioning police officer nodded and asked Lin Zhiyong to forward the video from his car dashcam to his terminal.

Then they said it was nothing serious, the video was very clear, and regardless of whether the two people in the car were fighting amongst themselves or it was an accident, they would go back and find out the truth before making any decisions.

Just then, the ambulance finally arrived!

Compared to patrol cars on the road, you can call whichever car is closest, or even call officers from nearby towns to handle the situation if the county or state police are too busy.

Of course, this is on the premise that there are police in the nearby towns.

Because it involved firearms, both cars arrived very quickly.

However, the ambulance couldn't arrive that quickly. The nearest hospital in Los Angeles County was dozens of kilometers away, and the roads in the countryside were difficult to navigate, so it took longer to get there.

But it finally came!

The police have reached the pickup truck that overturned at the bottom of the slope, found the two shotguns, and also checked the marks inside the pickup truck.

Ok!

Basically, there are only two possible outcomes: internal strife or accidental conflict. It's highly likely that the owner of this land will have little to do with it.

If there is a connection, it might not be good evidence for the two injured people.

"We've taken the gun from the car, and we'll have someone tow the car away."

That's the gist of it. However, as eyewitnesses, you will be notified if you need to appear in court!

The ambulance gave the two injured people an emergency blood transfusion and then left. The police car also took photos as evidence and then left after collecting the two shotguns from the pickup truck.

This abandoned mining town is now only inhabited by two Asians, and is eerily quiet.

Let's go!

Lin Zhiyong turned and got into the car: "I've almost cleaned up the little bar downstairs. It should be enough to stay one night."

Actually, this is a mining town. There is no grass, no trees, and nothing else around those buildings.

There's not even anything to eat!

Therefore, there are not many small animals, such as rats, coyotes, or wild cats, that would damage those old houses.

There weren't even termites!

These houses aren't actually that dilapidated, just old. With a little cleaning and painting, they can still be lived in.

There are many houses like this in America. With proper maintenance and repairs, they can be lived in for decades or even centuries.

After all, for many people here, building a new house is still a significant financial burden.

That's actually true.

Because this place is a mine, nothing grows around it; it's all just broken rocks left over from mining tin and silver.

There were no rats, wild cats, or coyotes, and not even water.

When it rains, the rainwater seeps into the ground at a rapid speed, and there's no way to stop it.

How much damage could a place without external damage, where there is not even moisture, cause to these wooden houses?

Moreover, it was in a valley, so even the cold winter winds were much weaker.

Aside from the dust on windy days, these old houses are basically fine.

Chen Ping'an and Lin Zhiyong soon arrived at the old tavern from decades ago, where he had cleared out a small space where they could sleep on the floor that night.

Lin Zhiyong couldn't wait to take a bottle of mineral water from the car, pour two large cups full, and push them in front of Chen Ping'an: "Hurry up, after we finish cleaning the house we have to go upstairs and chase away those two uninvited guests. We've already wasted so much time, we're thirsty."

Chen Pingan couldn't help but chuckle: "You little rascal, are you treating this like Mixue Ice Cream or beer?"

Despite his words, he still took out two talismans from his pocket, pretending to take them out of his pocket but actually taking them out of his inventory.

Light the talisman with a lighter and throw it into a water glass. At the same time, a few grains of wheat also silently fall into the glass along with the ashes from the burning talisman.

When the ashes have completely turned to ash, the wheat grains are no more, leaving only a pool of clear spring water in the cup, with a rich aroma that tantalizes the thirst for wine.

"Huh? You can really change the scent!"

Lin Zhiyong was overjoyed and shouted out in delight.

Then, without waiting, he picked up the glass in front of him, brought it to his nose, and took a deep breath.

"This malty aroma surpasses that of any beer I've ever drunk—no, no, how can the aroma of those beers compare to this pure, original malty aroma?"

He took a small sip; the water tasted only pure and sweet, with no hint of alcohol.

However, the sweetness that permeated his heart and lungs was even more refreshing than beer that had been chilled all day, and he couldn't resist drinking it all in one gulp.

"Hah...hiccup..."

"Awesome!"

Chen Ping'an and Lin Zhiyong were enjoying a drink at the makeshift tavern, taking turns drinking.

But that night, Lucas, who had regained consciousness in the hospital, and Daniel, who had just received a blood transfusion and undergone surgery to remove the bullet, looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Lucas, you'll be handling my medical bills, right?"

"Bullshit!"

Lucas, just recovering from anesthesia, weakly cursed, "Your gun hit a vein in my body, I almost died!"

And, Daniel, I'm going bankrupt!