The alleyway entrance not far away.
"Useless, a bunch of useless trash."
Zhao Mei pinched the soft flesh on the waist of the woman behind her hard, twisting it 360 degrees, as if she wanted to tear that piece of flesh off.
"Ugh!" The woman desperately covered her mouth, her eyes almost bulging out of their sockets from the pain, but she dared not make a sound.
There was no struggle whatsoever, as if it were already a habit.
Wearing a white dress and with her hair down, Zhao Qingqing spoke softly, "Alright, Auntie, why are you bullying her?"
Zhao Mei then let go, her face contorted. "That bitch is so strong. She failed again."
Zhao Qingqing's mind wasn't on this. "This time it was just a test. Next time, it won't be so easy for her to escape."
"Let's go, Fu Qing is still waiting for me."
Zhao Mei glared at Lin Xiaoxiao with a gloomy look, then left with Zhao Qingqing.
Lin Xiaoxiao seemed to sense something and turned her head to look at the alley entrance where they were.
"I...I am...a member of the Tail-Cutting Society, you..." the leader continued to threaten incoherently.
Lin Xiaoxiao slapped him and said, "Shut up."
After saying that, he glanced at the onlookers around him.
He said loudly, "Comrades, these three men are impersonating members of the Tail-Cutting Society. I'm going to take them to the Tail-Cutting Society to report them. Would you all like to come with me to testify?"
"If we allow such mad dogs that can't distinguish right from wrong and bite anyone they see to exist, I'm afraid even ordinary people like us won't be able to live in peace."
"I'm sure the comrades in the Tail-Cutting Association will know this and crack down hard on the existence of such people, so as to restore a clean and harmonious society to the people."
Upon hearing this, everyone thought, "This is a good job."
"I'll go."
"I'll go too."
"Let's all go together."
Everyone was thinking that with so many people going together, even the most arrogant members of the Tail-Cutting Society would have to be wary.
This is no longer a simple report.
Rather, it was the people's resistance against the rampant labeling and accusations by the "tail-cutting association."
At this moment, the director of the Jiangcheng Tail-Cutting Association was sitting in his office, sipping a fine Da Hong Pao tea, playing with the golden Pixiu presented by his subordinates, and wearing a contented smile on his face.
"Achoo!" A loud sneeze erupted, and my right eyelid twitched wildly.
He reached out and pressed his eye, muttering, "A twitching left eye means good fortune, a twitching right eye means bad luck. I hope something bad is going to happen."
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