The old man nicknamed "One-Eyed Seven" nodded obsequiously. "Yes, yes, yes, Captain Wang, you're right. I was too greedy. I'll change."
"I, One-Eyed Seven, swear to Heaven that I'll get rid of this bad habit from now on. If I don't, may I die a horrible death."
"All right, all right."
Wang Meng waved a hand. "Get lost. I don't want to see you again. Next time I do, I'll beat you every time."
"Yes, yes."
One-Eyed Seven kicked the bald man on the ground. "Get up and thank the captain."
The bald man hurriedly scrambled to his feet and thanked Wang Meng profusely, but Wang Meng only felt annoyed and waved for them to leave.
In the blink of an eye, the men in the alley and on the rooftops withdrew into the shadows one by one.
A moment later, they had all disappeared.
Wang Meng swung the backpack filled with medicine onto his shoulder. "Let's go back."
They returned to where the teenagers were. Several of them had not left yet, and the one who had snatched the backpack was clearly their leader.
The teenager looked thirteen or fourteen. He had a clever expression, long, slender limbs, and an agile air about him.
Wang Meng tossed the backpack to him. "Go on."
The teenager looked at the backpack. After a moment, he shook his head. "I can't take these things."
"I know Captain Wang pities us and wants to preserve our dignity, so every time, you deliberately let us steal the things you bring."
"Captain Wang, you've already helped us far too much. If I still don't know when to stop, then I, Monkey, would be no better than an animal."
Wang Meng studied the teenager called Monkey. After a moment, he burst out laughing.
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