"What?"
The person suddenly looked up at Su Mo, trying to find even a trace of jest in Su Mo's eyes, but all he could find was severity.
"No... Chief Su, I was wrong, I really was."
He kept saying, "To kill a man is but to head him, with these four fingers gone, how will I make a living?"
"You have martial arts skills, where can't you make a living?"
Su Mo squatted in front of him, reached out and pinched one of his fingers, "Get ready."
While he spoke, he was about to break it.
"I don't even know who exactly asked me to steal from you!"
These words suddenly blurted out from him.
Su Mo paused for a moment and smiled lightly, "Do you think I would believe that?"
"Every word I've said is the truth!"
