C1213 Mantis and cicada

I stuck a gun in my armpit, took out a cigarette, lit it with one hand, took a long drag, and continued, "You gave me two such programs, and I, Zhao Long, have no way of recompense you for them. However, I truly do not know how this show will end. "

Xing Kai pleaded: "If you let us go, I promise —"

I interrupted him. "Don't fucking write me a check! If I let you all go