When Tripp saw his boss coming, he was extremely happy. He quickly ran over, cried, and shouted, “Boss Mandrill, you have to help me out. These jerks beat up my members!”
Mandrill did not look at him.
Was being beaten up something honorable? This lad shouted so loudly.
“All right, move aside. I’ll help you to exact revenge!”
He took a puff as he looked in Thomas’ direction. He vaguely felt that he had seen that figure somewhere, and he found it a little familiar.
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