The young man was lying in the snow. He slowly opened his eyes and muttered: "My hand hurts, it hurts."
Li Banfeng handed the hand back to the young man: "Your hand's right here. If it hurts, just rub it."
From his left shoulder down it was empty. The young man cried, "Who are you people?"
"Businessmen. We're here to do business with you. First we'll give you an Ocean Dollar as a down payment, how's that sound?" Li Banfeng took out a Silver Yuan.
The young man saw there was still blood on the Silver Yuan and shivered with fright.
Li Banfeng wiped off the blood: "My sister was putting on lipstick just now and accidentally got a bit on it. You take the money first, then we'll talk about where we go next."
The young man cried, "Where are you taking me?"
Light Bulb laughed: "What kind of question is that? Aren't we all following you? Where are you taking us?"
