he sat at the table near the door, his sleeves still rolled up, staring blankly at the alley and the sky at the end of the door, not knowing what he was thinking.my third uncle came out of the kitchen...ody.Zhou Ping's mouth twitched slightly and gave up the idea of following Lu Wuwei directly. When he got to the place in the battery car, it was estimated that this would be enough time for him to fly...