"The boss, the boss is not good anymore!"

At night, all the thieves in the village were having fun. One of the thieves ran into the courtyard with a frightened face and shouted.

Perhaps the fear in his voice was too obvious, and the thieves who were originally immersed in their own joy stopped what they were doing and looked at him.

Ma Shisan picked up the wine jar on the side and took a sip of wine. "Look at how cowardly you are, are you being chased by a ghost?"

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