C959 Poor

The curly-haired man knew what was good for him. If he did not know what was good for him, he would only end up dead.

The curly-haired man waved at the two lackeys he brought with him. The three of them sneaked a glance at Quinlan and then left the glass door and the electrical appliance store.

“Brother Quinlan, I’ll give you the money when we get back,” said Rhian.

“There’s no need