"Damn it, I'm so unlucky, I'm fucking unlucky, I'm fucking, fucking unlucky, why is my luck so bad today, I lost again....."
Brother Liu muttered curses as he walked out of the chess room. He touched his deflated pocket, sighed inwardly — he was out of money. What was he going to do?
He walked out of one alley and into another, almost tripping over his untied shoelaces.
"Damn it, why am I so unlucky? Could I have caught it from someone?"
Brother Liu sighed continuously and bent down to tie his shoelaces.
"Bang!"
A sudden loud noise startled Brother Liu. He quickly looked up to see a figure disappearing rapidly down the alley.
But, but, but there was no one there just now!
Why, why...
Brother Liu looked at the disappearing sunlight and after a moment of silence, he nearly broke down: "Damn it, why am I seeing ghosts again?"
