C289 Cooking Cold Rice

Fu Xibao's face flashed across Qin Zhan's mind.

"Two hundred thousand yuan. Don't forget it tomorrow."

The tattooed man saw someone coming over from afar with a few prison guards. He hurriedly asked the blondie to throw the stick to the side.

"What are the four of you doing here?!"

A prison guard who knew Qin Zhan saw that his face was injured and immediately pulled him to the side