His Finger

Sally and Mike looked at Mary. "Mary, what did you say?" Mary cried sadly, "I have the household register. I'll get it for you. Please don't cut off my father's fingers!" "Miss Mary, please hurry up. Time waits for no one," Ben said coldly. Mary stood up with her hands on the wall. When she ran upstairs, she even fell. She was frightened. She had the household register all the time. She had hidden it. She took the household register out and handed it to Ben. Ben looked at it and confirmed that it was true. Then he winked at the bodyguards. Only then did the bodyguards let go of Mike. Mike was still lying prone on the coffee table. He hugged one hand with another hand. His whole body was trembling. "Nothing would happen if you had taken it out earlier." Johny turned his wheelchair and left. The rest people also retreated. Only then did Sally crawl to Mike. "Hurry up! Get the car ready to go to the hospital!" Mary stood still, trembling. Mike looked at Mary. He stumbled over and slapped