Li Junji woke up the still-comatose Lady Liu, handed her a stack of money, told her to take a cab home on her own, while he eagerly followed Sisi and the others to enjoy the excitement. Lady Liu was so angry that she stomped her feet, but there was nothing she could do. Glancing at the several hundred dollars in her hand, she felt somewhat relieved.
"Sisi, could Feifei get into trouble?" Mo Liu was really worried.
He had once witnessed two black boxers fighting, one black and one Thai, it was incredibly bloody and brutal. In the end, the shorter Thai won, leaving the black fighter mangled; he died right on the spot. But the Thai wasn't in good shape either, with a broken leg and hand.
That year he was only 12 years old. It was his great-uncle who had taken him to see the fight. After witnessing it, he couldn't bear the sight of anything red for half a month, even the sight of ketchup made him want to vomit.
