"Ah ah ah, we were wrong."
"Sorry, sister, we were wrong, we know we were wrong, spare us, spare us!!"
"Ah ah ah..."
Chuzheng swept the long hair hanging in front of her to the back, stepped on someone's thigh, bent her body slightly, resting her elbow on her knee: "What do you want from me?"
"We just wanted to borrow some money to spend..."
"We know we were wrong, we'll never dare again."
"Yes, yes, we won't dare again."
"You, as adults, are forgiving, spare us please."
A few people were trembling in fear, begging for mercy, and the one being used as a footstool by Chuzheng couldn't even speak clearly.
In such a place, it's not surprising for robbery to happen.
Chuzheng's gaze swept over them: "You just want money?"
"We don't dare, we don't dare..." That person almost knelt to Chuzheng, trembling like a sieve, looking genuinely terrified.
