chapter 281 Life-boosting pill

In the early morning, a ray of slanting sunlight shone through the window onto Frank Yale's face.
In a daze, he slowly opened his eyes, rubbed his aching head and sat up, "Fuck, did someone beat me up yesterday? Why does my head feel like it was kicked by a donkey?"
"Big brother, it's time for dinner." Just as he was rubbing his head, Hank's call came from outside.
"Here I come." Shaking his head, Frank Yale turned over and jumped off the bed.
The breakfast was warm and...