Bang, bang, bang…
“One” partner opened the door and saw that he was covered in blood and, without waiting for the boy to say anything, pulled him into the room.
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Agree with that half partner, that one partner helps to be a partner, forgetting that he is still a father.
He’s been turned down by all the partners he’s had.
Back home, crying and kneeling in my father said I was a forgotten eight, vowed not to make friends in the future.”
Boy: “Uncle, I killed someone”
Before the boy said to borrow money, “half” of his partner gave him a check for $2 million and let him go out for shelter.
The boy hugged him and began to cry.
There was a boy between 17 and 18 years old from a rich family who was out all day eating, drinking and fighting with his mates.
Then he went to find “a” partner, as the father said.
Partner 1: “What’s wrong with you? You’re covered in blood.”
Boy: “Brother, I killed someone, lend me some money, let me hide outside.”
I only fight for this “one and a half” partner in my life.
Ha-ha, is that half-mate harboring sin?
I think it’s just a story,
Of course this assumption is excessive
(A mortal would be foolish to kill someone, especially a woman must have no idea)
But you can also learn from some tools, big white point of understanding.
The father’s half mate opened the door to see him in a hurry and said, “Son, what are you doing?”
“Son, what are you doing?”
“Uncle, I killed someone.”
“Take off your clothes.”
“What are you wearing for.?”
“My son and your age is not much different, let him wear, I call the police and let him take the blame, you first hide in my moment.”
The boy knelt on the ground and began to suffer. The boy was very angry, and the one who didn’t even open the door refused.
He chagrin returned home, said to father understand everything.
Bang, bang, bang
Partner 2 Looks through the door and says, “Who?”
Boy: “It’s me”
Still did not open the door: “What is it?”
Boy: : “Brother, I killed someone, lend me some money, let me hide outside.” ?”
Partner 1: “The money at home is really a little tight, or you go to someone else to ask.”
Father: “You go to my half partner, go to my half partner first.”
The boy soon arrived at what his father called the half-mate’s house,
Bang, bang, bang.
One day his father asked him, “How many, many, many partners have you had?”
The boy replied, “I have many, many, many, many, many.”
Father: “Then do as I say, sprinkle some chicken blood on your white shirt, and then take it to your partner and tell them you killed someone, and see how they react.”
The boy did as the father told him, and went to find the mate he felt the most, and found the first mate. ?”
Partner 2 says the same thing as partner 1. After a while, I explained it to my uncle.”
The boy spoilingly separated and went to find his second best mate