"Well, I think I will definitely go to hell," Canyin said to his partner next to him while lying on the table.
"How can someone in our line of work not go to hell?"
"Well, I think I will definitely die without Chitong."
"In our industry, Chitong always cooks meat."
"Where, Rab."
"What's wrong?"
"I'm hungry."
"I'll get it for you."
Canyin smiled and said, "No need to go to such trouble, just let me eat some of you."
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