The newcomer, no longer crying pitter-patter, ran outside and curiously asked, looking at the disappearing car, "Who is that? The license plate number doesn't belong to any major leader, does it?" To make this old slick so respectful, very odd!
"Let me tell you, he's our district's hero!" The old comrade couldn't help but puff up his chest as he spoke, a look of proud association on his face.
"C-could it be Living Yama?"
"What do you think? Would anyone else dare to drive that fast right in front of the Rescue Association's gate?" After saying this, still not satisfied, he slapped the newcomer again, "You're so clueless, you even want to send Living Yama to the union court. I think you're just asking for a beating, aren't you?"
"I won't dare ever again! I truly admire him now!"
"Let me tell you, your squad leader admires him even more. If he heard that comment today, you'd be waiting to get whipped!"
