"Tell me the specifics!"
Wang Yu walked briskly to Tiger Cub's side and sat down, his eyes fixed on him, his emotions appearing somewhat excited.
The attack on Tiger Cub was to him like a fog-enveloped forest where he had been wandering for so long, finally seeing the exit after much hardship. Naturally, he was excited.
Tiger Cub blinked several times and said, "The night before last, I went to a bathhouse with the guys for about two hours, and our shoes were left in the custody of the front desk."
"A bathhouse? Are you sure that was the only time the shoes were not in your possession?" Wang Yu asked.
"I'm sure of it. Besides that evening, I had no time to take off my shoes. Bringing them to bathe was to commend Zhou Hui, because it was the night before that he organized someone to sell drugs in our turf." Tiger Cub replied.
