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My old buddy chapter 3

by Charles Miller — Who really threw the stone? Both Tom and Henry hung their heads when they heard this. Just then, the phone rang. The policeman answered it. After listening for a few seconds, he kept saying "Yes." After hanging up, he quickly dialed the police chief's number and said urgently, "Chief, this is Officer Johnson. Please come right away. Mayor Smith is coming... Yes, yes, I'll inform the deputy chief too!" Soon, there was the sound of a car horn. A luxury car drove into the police station yard. Mayor Smith…
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My old buddy chapter 2

by Charles Miller — As soon as he finished speaking, several policemen surrounded him. One policeman looked at Henry and asked, "Did you hit Jack?" Henry said firmly, "Yes, I did! I should have killed that dog!" So the policemen took Henry downstairs. As for Tom, after he climbed to the rooftop with the lime and the brick, his legs were shaking and his eyelids were drooping. Drunk and tired from a day on the train, he felt sleepy. He thought to himself: I'll just lie down for a while and throw the small stone when I…
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My old buddy chapter 1

by Charles Miller — A hooligan set up a grilled lamb skewer stand downstairs of an apartment building. The place was filled with smoke from the grill and noisy sounds, making the residents in the building restless and complain constantly. One night, a stone fell from the sky and hit the man running the stand. Strangely enough, it turned out to be a meteorite... He even thought about ending his own life. Old man Henry had been really annoyed these days. He was a lonely old man with a weak heart and suffered from severe…
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My old buddy

by Charles Miller — Have you ever been driven to the brink by a persistent nuisance? In a quiet apartment building, a hooligan’s grilled lamb skewer stand has turned the lives of residents into a living nightmare. The smoke chokes the air, and the noise pierces the night. Old man Henry, a lonely soul with a weak heart, is pushed to the edge of despair. Then, a fateful night unfolds with a mysterious stone – throwing incident. Who threw the stone? And what chain of events will follow? As the mayor gets involved and secrets start to surface, this tale of annoyance, courage, and unexpected twists is about to take you on a wild ride.
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It was me who hit you. chapter 3

by Jack Moran — The people around couldn't stand it anymore and started to blame Mr. Johnson. Mr. Johnson felt a bit embarrassed and mumbled, "It cost more than eight thousand dollars. I wonder if you can afford it. Well, if it's really a dead person, I'm just unlucky." As he said, he reached out and forcefully pulled the bundle from the old lady's hand. With a loud noise, the bundle fell to the ground, and an urn wrapped in a bright red military flag appeared in front of everyone. Mr. Johnson was stunned and said, "What…
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It was me who hit you. chapter 2

by Jack Moran — While they were ordering, I noticed that the old lady took off the bundle on her back. Instead of putting it on the chair beside her, she just glanced at the chair and then placed the bundle on her lap, holding it tightly with both hands. The middle - aged woman immediately noticed this. She scanned the lobby and then stood up and walked straight towards a row of high - stools by the wall, which were specially prepared for children. I was very puzzled: it was just a bundle, why did she need a special…
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by Jack Moran — In the heart of the city’s most upscale luxury hotel, a seemingly ordinary day takes an extraordinary turn. A well – dressed middle – aged woman brings an old, rustic – looking lady into the restaurant. The old lady holds a bundle tightly, and when a special stool is provided for it, things seem a bit odd. Then, enter Mr. Johnson, a wealthy and arrogant boss. His collision with the stool leads to a shocking chain of events. What’s in the bundle? Why does the old lady protect it so fiercely? And how will the conflict between Mr. Johnson and the others unfold? Dive in to uncover this captivating tale.
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It was me who hit you. chapter 1

by Jack Moran — I work as a waiter at the most upscale luxury hotel in the city. There's one incident that happened on this day that I'll never forget. It was noon. A middle - aged woman accompanied an old lady in her sixties into our restaurant. The middle - aged woman was well - dressed and had an air of elegance. The old lady, on the other hand, clearly looked like she was from the countryside. She carried a small bundle on her back, looking just like the grandmas in my hometown. I couldn't figure out their…
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The Family Heirloom chapter 3

by Erika Simon — Just as the young man was about to leave, Mr. John still couldn't help being curious and asked, "Your family heirloom has been around for some years, right?" The young man nodded and said, "About sixty - odd years." Mr. John was shocked when he heard this. So he knew the age of this pickaxe. Then why did he spend so much money to renovate it? The young man noticed Mr. John's doubt and then said, "Actually, this pickaxe is very ordinary and not worth much. But its status in my family is really special. My…
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The Family Heirloom chapter 2

by Erika Simon — Afraid that he might be wrong, Mr. John tentatively asked, "What is this thing?" The young man answered quite simply, "A pickaxe!" Mr. John was a bit amused and annoyed. Was he here to cause trouble or really didn't know anything? So he said euphemistically, "To process your pickaxe, at least three procedures are required: first, soak and wash it in water; second, use some chemical agents to remove the rust; third, coat it with a special anti - corrosion material. I think your pickaxe isn't worth much. How…
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