Chapter 79

He was 30 years old, yet he only just understood the hypocrisy and fickleness of the world.

"Tang Yu, wake up! There is no true intention in this world. Everything is a lie!"

A mocking smile tugged at Tang Yu's mouth. Finally, he dragged his leaden feet down the stairs and picked up the few clothes he had from the dirty ground.

It seemed that he would have to be like a beggar and sleep on the streets.

No, he wasn't even as good as a beggar...

As Tang Yu walked along the dirt road and was about to pick up his last shirt, a black shoe suddenly stepped onto the shirt and purposely stamped on it a few times.

Tang Yu followed the shoe up and his expression immediately changed.

"Brother Zhao... why are you here?"

A bunch of hoodlums stood behind the bald man wearing the shoes. They each held either a baseball bat or a fruit knife in their hands.

"Humph! What am I doing here? Tang Yu, you dare to ask that? You owe me three million. When the fuck will you return it?"

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