"Don't hit me. I have an 80-year-old mother and wives and children. What will they do if I die?" Murong Ke knelt on the ground and kowtowed...
A group of "bandits" were surrounding him, and he said by the way, "Who wants to beat you! Don't you know you owe us money? I don't remember..."
One of them interjected, "If you don't remember my fist, remember, let it be stroked..."
Murong Ke was stunned. He put his hands together and buried them in his chest. His eyes filled with tears and he said, "Don't you just want to hit me?"
"We said I wouldn't hit you. What I said was that I would use my hands to keep accounts... Your ability to understand the problem is also speechless..."
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A group of people wearing tattered clothes moved in from a distance, looking like beggars... They waved to Murong Ke...
"Do I also owe them money? Are they all chasing after me? Uh-huh-huh..." Murong Ke cried in his heart, huh-huh-huh.
The four or five people who rushed over gave a middle finger to the group of "bandits" surrounding Murong Ke and said, "Boss, what's wrong with you? Why are you kneeling on the ground!"
Who is your boss, so?
"Dugu, what are you doing? You made the boss look like this. You told me not to do it, and you still do it like this. If the boss loses a hair, I will make you lose all your hair!"
"I didn't do anything. Who would have known that as soon as I came he would kneel on the ground and tell us not to beat him. Dongfang, did you know?" Dugu was very confused, with question marks on his face.
"I was asking you just now, why did you ask me again...
Intention: Brothers, see you in the summer vacation of 2023! Sorry! ?? ?????