that the Changchun Society intentionally sheltered the murderer of your father"Seeing the old man's nonchalant manner, Hong Jie's teeth chattered."Chen Xiaohēi! My father is Chen Xiaohēi!""Chen Xiaohē...Chen Jian Sheng's face was still flushed, not sure if it was the effect of alcohol or being teased by Hong Jie.

He shook his head and cursed, "Damn it! A bunch of monkeys! Give me the knife, I'll stab them all to death!"

"Don't, Chen Tugong, don't be impulsive," I said through the pain. "You can't underestimate these beasts, doing so would be walking straight into death."

" Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!

"Chūn diǎn píng mén Bái Jiàn shēng, sǐ zài le Shun Dé fēi é shān lǐ." Let me know if you need anything else translated!

If the message gets out, we'll die with our names known.

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