Shi Tingbai stiffened.
"What?"
He asked in near disbelief.
Lu Yiyu looked at him with a humorous expression, "You don't know what this means?"
He was puzzled as hell. How could this little innocent-looking brat have such a flamboyantly badass tattoo?
"What did you... just say?" Shi Tingbai doubted his own hearing, his teeth chattering.
That sleazy psychologist...
Tricked him?
"Meaning, you're the bottom," Lu Yiyu said with a grin, holding a cigarette in his mouth.
This little bugger was really funny, probably would help count money for the one who sold him.
Shi Tingbai looked down at the French tattoo on his wrist. The thought that he had been parading around with that tattoo for the past few days turned his face pale green.
Right now, he wanted to kill that psychologist!
Damn it!
Lu Yiyu lifted his hand, glanced at the tobacco in the clear plastic bag in his hand, put it back, went to the wall, and marked a spot where he had found the tobacco.
