"I don't think I'm your opponent. Please spare your life!" Comrade P Xian suddenly became polite and politely made a bow to everyone. When everyone saw it, they didn't fight, neither did they. After pondering over it, they decided to "strike". P Xian took the original straw and walked into the guest room shaking. Everyone returned to their seats, and the hall restored the previous calm.

in the evening, I took a bath, and I got into bed and went to sleep.

in the middle of the night, I was woken up by the fighting outside the door. No, it was a scream.

I got up, put on a long...