1555,They ran away!
The drunkard's face was pale with pain, sweating profusely, but there was no hospital or clinic along the way. He could only return to his place and go to the hospital tomorrow.
But thinking about having to endure such excruciating pain all night, he wished he could skin the man from earlier.
"Damn it! When I have money, I'll definitely find him for revenge!"
"If I don't take revenge, I'm not human!"
The man cursed all the way.
About half an hour later, he finally arrived at his place.
Having been released from prison recently and without a decent job, and no money, he could only squat in an abandoned house in the suburbs.
"Bang!"
As he stumbled drunkenly and kicked open the abandoned door, he looked inside to find the room empty.
"Where did those two little brats hide? Today, it's bad enough that people outside bullied me, and you two want to bully me too?"
The drunkard cursed as he staggered inside.
