"OK, you can go now."

Totally carrying a racket, go straight to McJoe. I wanted to see what happened. Afraid of finding out, I got up and went to the window and stared downstairs at the parking lot.

At this time, McJoe and Coco always walked downstairs to the parking lot with a laugh and a joke. McJoe opened the trunk and put his racket in the back seat. As soon as the door was closed, the Audi taillights disappeared into my view.

"Fuck it!" I turned around and hit the table with a heavy blow. In his heart, he scolded, "McJoe is a man who, on the surface, is...