chapter 9 live under someone else's roof

Amidst the screams of fear, John Wilson picked up the lighter with a pockmarked face, lit the cigarette in the corner of his mouth, then calmly put away the knife, turned around and dived into the dense alleys of the old city.

Before he finished smoking a cigarette, he had already returned to Qianyuan alley.

Far away, John Wilson saw a drunkard vomiting in front of his shop! A pile of filth happened to be spit on the foot mat in front of my store!

"Brother,...