Amid the neighborhood chatter, Butcher Niu regained a bit of strength, struggled to get up, and grabbed Brother Zai's leg, asking with a sorrowful tone, "Brother Zai, who... are they exactly?"
He often gave meat to Brother Zai for free and they occasionally had late-night snacks together, making them good buddies who bonded over food and drink.
He didn't think Brother Zai disliked him, believing his earlier actions were just an act.
Brother Zai took a puff of a post-event cigarette, his clothes soaked in sweat, wearing an expression of exhaustion as if he'd just run a marathon: "He's someone you and I together can't afford to offend."
"Even Brother Zai can't afford to offend him!"
Butcher Niu's face contorted with pain, his entire face twisted, feeling a wave of shock in his heart.
Brother Zai, being a big shot in the loan shark business, had dealt with countless people. The fact that even he couldn't afford to offend this person—how terrifying must they be?
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