The young man squatting on the ground was really inconspicuous, and the messy-haired boy was too lazy to say anything: "Brothers, money is tight, be smart and take out whatever you have!
Caleb Shi hid the bag of Miaoxianbao that he had not given away in the shadow behind him, dusted off his hands, and stood up.
"Are you deaf?"
The chicken-coop-haired man was impatient, took two steps forward, and swung the iron pipe in his hand: "If you don't want to be beaten, just pay up and leave! Don't think I'm easy to fool--"
Caleb Shi asked, "How much?"
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