The village where the incident occurred was named Deng Family Bend.
Not because it sat in a mountain bend, but because the road leading to it was winding and full of twists and turns.
If it didn't have eighteen bends, it had at least ten.
The night was pitch-black, without streetlights, and it was raining.
Guo Jin was anxious, but he couldn't drive any faster.
Finally, after cresting the mountain ridge, the road straightened out. He stomped on the gas, and the pickup truck roared as it shot forward.
Shen Xin quickly grabbed the handle and couldn't help but remark, "This truck is holding up well today."
Guo Jin had been running all over the place in it today, and it hadn't broken down once.
At the mention of this, Guo Jin grinned with a hint of pride, patting the steering wheel. "Of course. It's a good truck."
But soon, the smile vanished from Guo Jin's face.
The power was out. In the flat basin ahead, they could see the distant beams of flashlights.
