"More?" Xia Liang raised an eyebrow, asking subconsciously, "What else have you done?"
"Theft, robbery, we've done it all. We only started this line of work in the last year, and let me tell you, it's quite lucrative. Just a few days ago, we scammed a woman, and boy, did we make a killing—three points, just like that. We were really lucky that day. That money was what she'd prepared for her son's surgery. If we were a bit later, those three points would have been gone."
Looking at the old lady's smug expression, the people in the crowd looked like they wanted to tear her apart.
"Stop talking, Mom!" Seeing this, Da Hu ignored the pain in his stomach and crawled over, trying to stop his mother.
