"Brother, please, please, we were wrong," Luren cried, his legs turning to jelly as he dropped to his knees.
Lin Yongqiang was even more pathetic. A sudden warm wetness between his legs meant he had pissed his pants on the spot.
"Apologies aren't worth a damn. If saying sorry made everything okay, what would we need the police for?" Wen Wudao asked, evidently thinking himself quite humorous.
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