C41 Provisional Help
"Yes, yes, yes, boss is right!" The baldy hurriedly apologized.
Dillon took out another cigarette and took a deep breath. His eyes flashed with a strange light.
"It seems like I have to ask that person to help me."
"Are you talking about the person in the prison?" The person beside him asked.
"Go and prepare. I want to see him personally." Dillon did not answer. Instead, he tidied his clothes
