It did not take long before the fat boy felt his whole body itch. He fell to the ground all of a sudden and rolled around.

"Dad, what is this? I feel itchy all over my body. This is bad! It feels like ten thousand ants are biting me! Dad, help me!"

The fat boy called out in horror, but Carl did not dare to say a word at all. He could only kneel on the ground and beg for mercy.

"Brothers, fellow good men! I've been ignorant. I’ve offended people who shouldn't be offended! We both deserve to die, but please let us go. I can give you 20,000 dollars. Perhaps you could accept the money..."

The leader snorted coldly, raised his foot, and kicked Carl. "Do you think we're beggars? How could 20,000 dollars be enough? Fine, no need to beg for mercy anymore. There's a pit prepared for both of you today!"

‘A pit?’ Carl was so frightened that his whole body went limp.

Carl ignored his son when the latter was rolling around in front of him, screaming and kicking up a cloud of dust. Carl was de