713 Buy Me, Sell Me

Luo Jinhu struggled below Bai Xinghe's slippers like a cockroach. He screamed, "I was wrong. Boss Bai, I know I was wrong!"

"Of course you were wrong."

Bai Xinghe stomped hard several times before he moved his slippers away from Luo Jinhu's face, where dozens of slipper prints had been left.

Luo Jinhu's face looked like a potato that had been thoroughly mashed.

Bai Xinghe took a breath in relief. His voice turned comforting and reliable again as he asked, "Ah Gou, what kind of criminals do you think can always go unpunished?"

Luo Jinhu had become used to Bai Xing's sudden change of topics. He thought hard for a moment and hesitated. "The real smart ones?"