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Less than ten minutes after the convoy entered the Hunter's Trail, the wind direction suddenly changed.

The fine rain fell slanting down without warning, instantly covering the windshield with a layer of mist.

The windshield wipers kept swinging left and right, but they still didn't obstruct the view.

The already narrow mountain path gradually became slippery after being soaked by the drizzle.

The wheels rolled over it, making a hissing sound as they spun freely, each time slipping and clinging tightly to the bottomless, dark ravine.

What's more restless than the car itself is the human heart inside.

"Boss..."

Scarface Liu, sitting in the passenger seat, had a face full of fat that was now as taut as a stone.

He gripped the handrail above the door tightly, his palms covered in sticky, cold sweat.

"This road is too dangerous, maybe... we should find somewhere to take shelter from the rain?"

Lu Qingshan's eyes were like nails, fixed on the narrow passage ahead, cut open by the car headlights.

His hands rested firmly on the steering wheel, feeling every subtle vibration and deviation.

"We can't stop."

His voice was deep and calm, without a trace of emotion.

"Once we stop, the rain will soften the frozen ground, and we'll be completely stuck here."

"We must reach the riverbed before dark."

He glanced out the window; the drizzle continued unabated.

"Hurry up."

Scarface Liu swallowed the rest of his words.

Looking at Lu Qingshan's profile—so young yet so frighteningly calm—he forcefully suppressed the fear that had just begun to surface in his heart.

The convoy bumped along through the mud.

An hour later, the headlights of the lead car illuminated a nearly 90-degree sharp downhill turn ahead.

A crooked wooden sign is stuck by the roadside. The three characters written on it in red paint have been eroded by wind and rain and are no longer clear, but the name Yanwangpo can still be made out.

"All vehicles, slow down, shift into first gear, and gently apply the brakes downhill!"

Lu Qingshan used his flashlight to signal for the car to stop, then called over the two drivers behind him and gave them detailed instructions despite the rain.

"I'll be driving in front in a bit, so watch my speed and make sure to keep it down."

"If you skid, slam on the brakes! We're driving slowly, the car is heavy, and the ground isn't completely thawed. If you can't hold on, just slam on the brakes! Don't be afraid!"

After saying that, Lu Qingshan climbed into the car.

He set an example by reducing the car speed to a minimum, like an old ox, and began to move steadily downhill.

However, halfway there, an accident still happened.

"Squeak—!"

A piercing metallic scraping sound, so loud it seemed to tear your eardrums, suddenly came from behind!

Lu Qingshan slammed on the brakes and looked in the rearview mirror.

The second truck followed, its entire body turned sideways at an odd angle!

The massive rear of the car, like a runaway rhinoceros, hurled itself violently toward the cliff, covered in mud!

"ah--!"

Inside the truck bed, several men let out terrified screams that were almost distorted.

"Bang!"

A dull, loud bang.

The right rear wheel of the Jiefang truck was completely suspended in mid-air, with a bottomless abyss below, churning with black mist.

The entire vehicle was tilted, groaning under the strain, and could overturn completely at any moment.

Inside the driver's seat, the young driver was deathly pale, his hands and feet were stiff, his mind was blank, and he was completely unresponsive.

All I remember is stomp them to death!

"Don't move!"

"Everyone, don't fucking move!"

Lu Qingshan's voice was like a thunderclap, echoing through the wind and rain in everyone's ears.

He quickly pulled the handbrake without any panic, opened the car door, and jumped into the cold drizzle.

The drizzle quickly soaked his hair, but he didn't care and strode over to the truck that was hanging by a thread.

"Splash!"

He yanked open the car door and, in an unquestionable tone, roared at the terrified driver inside:

"Everyone, get off!"

"I'll drive, you guys take him to the side to rest!"

The driver, feeling as if he had been granted a pardon, tumbled off the driver's seat, sprawled in the mud, and gasped for breath.

Lu Qingshan sat in the driver's seat, which was extremely uncomfortable due to the tilt.

He took a deep breath, feeling every subtle sway from the car body.

Both hands gripped the steering wheel firmly.

Everyone held their breath, dozens of eyes piercing through the fine rain and mist, staring intently at him.

Scarface Liu's heart was in his throat.

However, Lu Qingshan's next move almost made everyone's hearts jump out of their chests.

He did not try to drive the car back.

Instead, it shifted into reverse.

"Buzz..."

He lightly pressed the accelerator.

The entire vehicle, following the slippage, retreated another half step towards the cliff!

That dangling rear wheel—below lies death!

"Boss!"

Scarface Liu cried out in disbelief.

This is practically suicide!

The men in the truck bed were so frightened that they closed their eyes.

It's now!

Just as the car was about to overturn, at the very moment the front of the car lifted slightly!

Lu Qingshan made a move!

With his left hand, he suddenly turned the steering wheel all the way to the left!

With his right hand, he shifted into first gear with lightning speed!

Right foot, floor the accelerator!

"roar--!!!"

The engine roared with extreme rage in an instant!

Beneath the front of the vehicle, the front wheels, wrapped with iron chains, resembled the claws of two giant beasts, frantically tearing at the slippery ground and spraying out large amounts of mud and gravel!

A terrifyingly powerful traction force instantly acted on the out-of-control car!

To everyone's utter astonishment, the cab of the several-ton Jiefang truck was forcibly pulled back!

The massive vehicle carved a breathtaking, deathly arc along the edge of the cliff!

The rear of the car scraped against the cliff edge, sending up a string of dazzling sparks!

"boom!"

Finally, the entire truck landed heavily back in the middle of the road, with all four wheels on the ground!

"Huff... huff..."

Those who had escaped death slumped in their seats or in the back of the truck, panting heavily as if they had been pulled out of the water.

The way they looked at Lu Qingshan had completely changed.

That was no longer worship, nor was it reverence.

Rather, it is the gaze of an ordinary person looking up at a god.

Lu Qingshan pushed open the car door and jumped out.

His icy gaze swept across the pale faces, and his roar rang out again:

"Everyone, buckle down!"

"The road ahead is still long!"

"Keep going! It'll be easier from here on out! Hang in there!"

"Once we arrive in the provincial capital, everyone gets a red envelope!"

That roar was like a shot of adrenaline, injected into everyone's body.

Fear was dispelled, replaced by an unprecedented fervor and trust.

The convoy restarted.

With an indomitable spirit, they charged down Yanwangpo and into the boundless darkness.

……

The drizzle stopped in the latter half of the night.

When the first hint of dawn finally appeared on the horizon.

Three mud-covered, battered steel behemoths finally broke through the last obstacle in the mountains and forests.

Ahead, the view suddenly opened up.

We drove across another plain.

In the distance, at the edge of the plain, the blurry outline of the provincial capital and the iconic chimney of the health product factory, which reads "Serving the Health of the People," are clearly visible.