After Wen Xu shouted loudly, the cold sweat on the cashier's forehead kept dripping. Of course, the cashier's reaction was normal, given that the hall was now filled with people dressed in black, and no one knew what they were hiding behind their backs.
"Master Gou, are you not robbing money but robbing beauty? I'm just an ordinary man, you guys..."
The cashier quickly shut his mouth tight, not daring to think further. The next moment, Smiling Tiger took a step forward, walked to the cashier's counter, and shouted.
"With a face like yours, who the hell would rob your beauty?"
Smiling Tiger's mouth was full of curses.
At this moment, the cashier started moving slowly up the counter. Seeing so many people threatening him, he had to think of a way to call the police immediately, or the result would be unimaginable.
"Dear sirs, if you need anything, just tell me. If I can help, I will do my best. Let's talk this over, okay?"
