At this moment, Tom was on the verge of breaking down.
He cursed and said, "Fuck! I just came out to buy clothes, and this... this is too fucked up, fuck..."
In the last two days, he had finally managed to finish his work, and his boss had given him a day off.
Tom had planned his schedule for the day, picking out clothes at the department store during the day, and relaxing in the Red Light District at night, with a massage thrown in.
But he hadn't expected that he would encounter a psychotic killer.
"I was just passing by..."
Tom complained endlessly to Du Wei, to be honest, he was a bit scared...
Du Wei was helpless as well; he had never imagined he would run into Tom in a place like this.
It was just too coincidental...
So he reluctantly said, "You don't have to worry too much, he's after me, not you."
Tom gritted his teeth and said, "The way you're talking makes me feel like he's out to kill me. Isn't that how it goes in the movies?"
