People in America started by developing the Yellow Turban Army.

"Shut up!"

The underling cursed in a low voice, "Whether the other side falls for it or not, we have to wait for the results!"

If the other party doesn't fall for it, then you can call for emergency medical assistance!

Were you fooled?

Lin Zhiyong ignored the people chattering outside the car window because he heard other people talking.

Although there was some distance between them, and the other party deliberately lowered their voice, it was still impossible for Lin Zhiyong to miss it.

His hearing is now beyond that of ordinary people.

Sensing something was amiss, he quickly leaned out of the back seat and whispered to the passenger:

"Ping An, this might be a trap!"

"The person who called for help said there were only the two of them, but what I heard was that, besides the one in front of me and the one lying on the ground over there, there were three others hiding in the shadows."

I also heard what they were saying…

Chen Pingan raised his hand in a gesture, then whispered back, "It's very likely a diversionary tactic; I heard it too!"

After Lin Zhiyong was officially appointed as a Yellow Turban Warrior, Chen Ping'an's system popped up a message.

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for bestowing the first Yellow Turban Warrior under your command with the talent: Listening to the Wind Authority.]

As the commander, you will receive physical enhancements from your Yellow Turban Warriors, as well as a one-to-one amplification of their innate powers.

It has been detected that you have already begun a transformation process, and the synchronization amplification will gradually integrate into this process...

Therefore, Chen Ping'an also possesses the power to listen to the winds.

Unlike Lin Zhiyong, who mastered everything in one step, he took a gradual approach, slowly integrating into the process.

This way, you won't end up like Lin Zhiyong, who experienced a sudden increase in height, build, and strength but couldn't master it quickly and needed to adapt.

For example, I can't even drive a car now.

If he tries to drive it, he might even break the steering wheel, because he can't control his strength now.

Moreover, Chen Ping'an not only has the same ability to hear the wind as Lin Zhiyong, he also has the ability to see clearly.

Upon hearing the other party's voice, a quick scan with the Insight Eye revealed three people hiding not far away. Although their figures were concealed by the grass, their eerie red names looked particularly strange in the night.

There's nowhere to hide!

Therefore, Chen Ping'an reassured Lin Zhiyong: "Don't act rashly. Let's see how far the other party is going before we make any moves."

How did you appease them?

Chen Ping'an raised his hands and gently touched them together in Lin Zhiyong's gaze; the somewhat transparent armored arm guards flashed by.

Oh!

Lin Zhiyong understood. He realized that Chen Ping'an also possessed what he had. He was well aware of just how strong the illusory armor's defensive capabilities were.

The transparent armor is gone, not vanished, but hidden and invisible to the naked eye. It does not mean it has lost its defensive capabilities.

His was the same.

After letting go of his worries, Lin Zhiyong's mindset changed. Looking out the car window, he could tell that it was a South American performance, giving him the feeling of watching a stage play.

"Let him get in the car and take us there to have a look!"

Chen Pingan spoke.

"Thanks!

Thank you so much!"

Thinking he had finally fooled the other party, Joey thanked them and happily climbed up to the back row, where he saw a ragged, burly man and a young girl.

It's not strange that she's a young girl; she's young at that age.

But the strong man was quite strange!

He was at least 1.9 meters tall, but the T-shirt and jeans he was wearing seemed too big for such a burly man to fit into, so they ripped.

Moreover, the shoes he was wearing had a hole in them, and several toes were struggling to pry themselves out.

At that moment, a thought flashed through his mind: Is this Asian man really that poor? He doesn't even have a decent set of clothes!

That was a real oversight!

Not only Lin Zhiyong was negligent, but Chen Ping'an, Hathaway, or Hanks Gan, who were watching, would have noticed the clothes on Lin Zhiyong's body.

I was just stunned by his complete transformation, his change of appearance, and his sudden increase in strength!

Especially Hanks Gan, who was just saying before driving that this was the real-life Captain America Rogers!

Who cares about torn clothes, ripped pants, or broken shoes? These are trivial matters.

However, Joey was only slightly surprised. Whether the other person was poor or not, or whether their clothes were tattered or not, had nothing to do with him.

His current task is simply to lure the car away and then take Floyd to a hospital in Los Angeles for antivenom.

Leave the rest to your boss!

Joey got into the car not far from Floyd's location; it was just a short distance away when he saw the South American lying on the roadside.

The moment the car stopped, Joey opened the door, jumped out as fast as he could, and shouted loudly and nervously, "Floyd, how are you? Are you still conscious?"

Freud was no longer able to speak; the venom of the three snakes was too potent, his tongue was numb and swollen, and he was foaming at the mouth.

The leg that was bitten was already swollen, and the difference between it and the other leg was so great that one was equivalent to two.

"Gentlemen, he's dying!"

Save him!

We need to get to a hospital in Los Angeles as quickly as possible to receive antivenom!

Joey glanced at Floyd and knew that if things dragged on any longer, the guy would either die or have his limbs amputated.

There were three South Pacific rattlesnakes that had been crushed to death on the ground. I was bitten by a snake, so I killed the snake and took it to the hospital so that the doctor could identify the snake immediately and provide the appropriate antivenom.

This is survival knowledge that both Easterners and Westerners should master.

"Ping An, you make the decision!"

Human life is of paramount importance; this is a concept instilled in people from the East from childhood by their parents and society.

But Lin Zhiyong is different. He didn't just come from the East; he has been settled in Los Angeles for several years.

He knew that in Los Angeles, human life was not of paramount importance; only Easterners valued human life more than anything else.

The person in front of them was clearly plotting against them; they just didn't know what they were going to do next.

But it wasn't well-intentioned anyway!

He was speaking Chinese, and among the outsiders present, only Hathaway could understand him, and only Hanks Gan could understand him to some extent.

As for the anxious South American in front of them, the person lying on the ground about to fall into a coma, and the three people hiding not far away, of course they couldn't understand!

"It's obvious that this is a scheme to trick us into taking the person to the hospital."

What these three people who hid meant remains a mystery!

Moreover, they have powerful backers; we need to know why they came here to plot against us.

There are no people who can guard against thieves for a thousand days, only those who steal for a thousand days!

You and Hanks Gan go over there, and while you're at it, change your clothes, shoes, and socks into a proper set!

As for anything else, don't worry!

Chen Pingan touched his two forearms again, and the transparent arm armor flashed by once more.

Amidst the joyful gazes of several South Americans, Chen Ping'an and Hathaway got out of the car and helped the South American lift his companion to the back seat.

Lin Zhiyong sat in the passenger seat, accompanying driver Hanks Gan to the hospital. He didn't give the ride for free; he received $400.

Watching the car headlights disappear into the distance, and seeing the three red names in the bushes not far away, Chen Ping'an remained calm, called to Hathaway, and walked back.

Meanwhile, in Ping'an Town, the silence had been broken. The South American Joey's cries for help and the sound of cars speeding out had awakened everyone.

They quickly lit the old torches and headed towards the tavern.