"Lao San, you didn't fucking kill her, did you? Three days, man, you're something else!" Mei Ziqiang said while rolling his eyes.
He had come by three or four times in these past three days. Every time, Tang Rao was present, and every time, he could hear the cries of a woman coming from the detention room.
"Kill her, my ass. A woman's gotta be handled to look beautiful. Like the saying goes, there are only overworked oxen, not overtilled fields, right?" Tang Rao said to Mei Ziqiang.
Mei Ziqiang was stunned for a moment, then nodded vigorously. Lao San's words were spot on.
Mei Ziqiang found that Lao San always had something impressive to say, and it always seemed dead-on accurate.
"Good, as long as she's not dead. Tu Sheng, that bird-brain, has already noticed his daughter is missing. Hehe, it's our turn to step in," Mei Ziqiang said, grinning.
