C22 The Girl

These guys took me in, and then they just asked me a question.

I explained it a thousand times, ten thousand times.

The guns were from the group of old fogeys. They were looking for trouble with me, so they had a fight.

They wanted to mess with me, but there was nothing they could do about it.

After asking for a while, he still let me go.

After returning, I burned incense and paper money