69 Ling Pingan’s Morality

Ling Pingan's heart was still fluttering with fear as he sat at the counter.

"This world is scary!" He looked at the kitten in his arms.

"I just was fine a moment ago, laying in the shop, drinking tea while singing. The next moment, I was held hostage by someone with a knife..."

"It's too scary!"

"In this year's election, I'm going to vote for the Gonghe Party..."

For the past two hundred years, the Gonghe Party had always advocated the act of controlling immigration, reducing attention to the outside world, and care the best for their own.

There was no doubt. It meant that those who are not of our kind are sure to have a different mind!

But he didn't know why.

He was a little too excited.

The scene from just now kept replaying in his mind.

That heavy blow...

The echoing sound was heard when that thing hit his skull...

The strength of the echo he felt in his palm... it was quite astonishing…