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Chapter 114 The Mowing Man
There was no sound in the lobby of the wine shop.
Ye Que looked at Red Bean, he licked his forehead helplessly.
Every discerning person knew that the identity of these big men was definitely complex. They came to the shop not just for eating or drinking, anyone with clear mind and discernment would have known what they wanted.
These people were coming to rob!
Even the waiter standing at the doorway was helpless and licked his chest. He thought, "I'm afraid that someone is going to be hurt today. And maybe our small shop will not only close down, but also go to court. If a person dies in our shop, we will be responsible anyway."
"Little girl, have you eaten too much meat and drunk too much wine so that your brain has been filled with water? Can't you see the problem at all? Don't be so rude to them even if you don't have money. If you want to die, don't bring others together."
"It hurts not only yours
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