After Jones kept quiet, Don Albert dragged the third guy who had volunteered and asked, “Master Wade, what about this one?”

“Sean Webb is a butt bandit.”

Don Albert nodded. He relaxed his hand and started carving the six words on the man’s face.

Then, it was the fourth guy’s turn.

“Master Wade, this time, it’s seven words.”

“Hmm… ‘Donald Webb is pathetically weak in bed.’”

Don Albert couldn’t help but chuckle and said, “Master Wade, why can’t we be more direct? Just say he is impotent or has erectile dysfunction.”

“It’s very sensitive, we can’t speak of it so directly, the girls will blush when

Don Albert was

one left was

in fear at his brothers and their bloody

unfathomable strength and power made him think

at this moment, otherwise, Charlie might be serious about carving the poem on

couldn’t even stand it if it was

quietly shed tears and waited for the moment when his dignity would be ruined. The only wish he had right now was that Charlie didn’t come out with

didn’t understand

rough at a moment like

hand, Don Albert pointed at the extremely pale Jones and asked, “Master Wade,

words,

“Okay, carve this, ‘My Awesome

pale as

“But, Master Wade, the shit-eating guy is Kian

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