As for the money, it all went into the capitalist's pockets.,The boss held a newspaper, his eyes glancing up from above it without saying anything. He looked menacing and unfriendly.,In an instant, blood gushed out of the wound viciously, like a miniature fountain, spurting straight up to the ceiling. It then shattered into splatter after splatter, crashing down onto the ground with a sizzle and pop.。