Smack!
Without the slightest hesitation, Jun Wangchen swung his hand almost instinctively and slapped the tall man on the head.
"Wh... why did you hit me?" The tall man looked utterly bewildered, with a trace of anger in his voice.
Jun Wangchen's face darkened. "Damn it, how the hell did you choose that password?"
"Password?" The tall man froze, then read it out again. "094250... there's nothing wrong with it!"
Smack!
Seeing that the tall man still hadn't caught on, Jun Wangchen slapped him on the head again.
"094250... it sounds like 'you're a complete idiot.' Can't you hear it?"
The tall man clutched his numb head, looking deeply wronged. "I... I didn't know! The password was randomly generated..."
"Oh, sorry. My mistake." Jun Wangchen blinked and gave him a bashful smile.
"Does it hurt?"
"N... no..." The tall man had a thousand grievances bottled up inside, but he still shook his head.
Smack! At that, Jun Wangchen slapped him on the head yet again.
"How about now?"
"Ow... it hurts, it hurts!" The tall man clutched his head and screamed in pain.
"Good. Pain is right. Comfort is for the dead. Wouldn't you agree?" Jun Wangchen nodded, then turned to the Curly-Haired Woman and the others with a perfectly harmless smile.
Everyone shuddered and forced a smile. "Y... yes..."
"Good, then pay up." Jun Wangchen smiled in satisfaction and held out his hand.
They were dumbfounded.
"D... didn't we just pay you?"
"Five hundred thousand each. That was just his payment. You haven't paid yet!" Jun Wangchen waggled his eyebrows and grinned, baring his teeth.
Everyone: "..."
Back in his hometown, a lock had once fallen into a bucket of dichlorvos. It wasn't discovered until twenty years later. After spending so many years submerged in dichlorvos, the lock had