chapter 155 Magic City Chamber of Commerce

"Xu..."

Fabrice Bishop squatted next to the person in charge, lowered his head, lit a cigarette, and sprayed a puff of smoke on his face.

The dim yellow streetlight in the distance reflected half of his face, making his whole person look gloomy.

"Tell me, who is your boss and what is your purpose?"

Fabrice Bishop asked calmly.

At this moment, the man in a suit who was lying in front of Fabrice Bishop and unable to get up had his eyes widened tightly...