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... n’t change the fact that he was a good person!
“Take off your pants!” Han Qingsong’s voice was cold, somehow much colder than the October breeze.
Dawang silently unbuttoned his belt, took off his pants and leaned against the wall.
Han Qingsong said loudly, “Gambling within 2 Yuan, no fines, 15 strokes. Gambling more than 2 Yuan, no fines, 30 strokes. Making a confession minus 10 strokes, so there’s 20 left— remember this.”
Dawang gritted his teeth and hummed.
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