What the hell?!
Try again?!
When the bounty hunter saw the words written on the ground by Old Durkin, he got so angry he nearly flipped out. “Who’re you? Why did you disguise yourself as one of the bandits?”
Old Durkin wrote on the ground in response. But just two strokes in, the branch in its hand snapped. As such, Old Durkin went to search for another branch while the bounty hunter waited in confusion.
After a while, Old Durkin finally found another branch. Then it kneeled on the ground again and wrote, “None of your business.”
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