After Herman and Lilith returned to their cell, they were exhausted!

Whether it is a cigarette roll or all the marketing work done for "hand cigarettes", Herman feels it is worth it!

Not only did I get the friendship of the "Three Brownies", but I also got a stable business that could quickly intake a large amount of US dollars!

After Herman was lying on the bed, he didn't even care about Lilith. He lay on the bed and snored "snoring" sounded

At this time, there was a room in the high-end residential area of ​​San Pedro Prison, but the lights were all night!

As the manager of the largest street vendor in San Pedro Prison, Shaquille Camacho realized that his business had reached a bottleneck very early!

I have been trying all kinds of ways to break through the interceptions created by prison leader Cantel and others!

But "it's raining all night long", Amaiti Howie, as the leader of Shaquille Camacho's subordinate, actually betrayed him with some people!

Although it has no impact on his basic position, Shaquille Camacho still can't swallow that breath!

The dim yellow chandeliers and cowhide sofas add a simple feeling to Shaquille Camacho’s simple tank!

Shaquille Camacho sat on the cowhide sofa and kept rubbing the bottle of wine in his hand. He held a cigar in his other hand. He looked at Habib Oliva, who was squatting on the ground counting money, and took several people to settle the scores. However, Shaquille Camacho's constantly spinning eyes could tell that his mind was not at the moment. What he had gained today!

From time to time, noisy sounds came from the room next door, and from time to time the sound of mahjong rushing and the sound of someone winning money came over, making Shaquille Camacho's originally thoughtful expression brought back to reality by the noisy movements next door!

"It seems that Cantel has started to act. Without his instruction, I don't think Rohell McCall's casino business would be next to me!"

Shaquille Camacho said this to his subordinates calmly, but his hands holding the bottle tightly turned white, his eyes became a little congested, and the heavy breathing made his subordinates a little scared!

"Boss, see if I want to go?" Habib Oliva Station also stopped at this time and gestured to the boss with a very considerate gesture to him.

"Let's go, maybe it's because I, a tiger, haven't shown my power for a long time, that Rochelle McCall, is actually a mentally retarded person who can control me!"

Shaquille Camacho pulled out a bright knife from the leather sofa under his butt and carried it directly on his shoulder!

Habib Oliva also took out a steel bar more than 1 meter long from the door and followed behind. The rest of the people also followed suit!

"Don't follow me. I want to come back and know how much money I made in my business today?" Shaquille Camacho walked towards the main road so brightly without any concern at all. At this time, the security team was wandering downstairs, followed by Habib Oliva. He held the steel bar in his hand and dragged it on the ground. As the steel bars rubbed against the ground, it continued to bring up strings of sparks!

The two of them took Habib directly toward Rohel McCall's cell. A group of leading security teams looked at me, and I saw you and wanted to go up and stop him!

It seemed that a man who was the captain of the security team was about to step up to dissuade him, but Shaquill directly raised the long sword in his hand and said to their group: "If you really want to be Canter's pawns, come and try it!"

The captain of the security team did not step forward, but pulled someone over and said to him: "Go and tell the leader quickly!"

Shaquille smiled as if his mouth was a little crooked. He looked at the security team not far away with disdain and said to them: "Drinking bags!"

Rochel McCall's residence is not far from Shaquill. As one of the most proud hills under the boss of Cantel, in addition to giving Cantel a lot of US dollars every day, the biggest function is to connect some Brazilian beauties or Chilean girls through some relationships outside the prison!

If Rochelle McCall finished all the despicable work in the prison, this sentence is not bad at all!

But he hated QJF very much, because every QJF who was imprisoned was drowned in the pool in the front yard by him!

At this time, Rochel McCall was in the room and following several subordinates, looking at the strip show performed by the young Brazilian model who had just been invited to prison on the other side!

I didn't know that the danger outside the house was approaching!

The DJ dance music buzzing inside the house made the atmosphere of the whole building different from other buildings. Moreover, people downstairs often took out buckets of cold beer to deliver to the upper floor!

There is a different happiness in each room. The dim lights in the other rooms, some black mahjong tables and playing cards, make Rochelle McCall's pockets more and more generous!

Drinking cold beer and watching the beauty dance the striptease can make money, which can be said to be the most cost-effective deal!

"Tsk tsk tsk! This girl is not as good as the one from last time. I will give it to her tomorrow. I don't think Cantell will like it!" Rochelle McCall kept talking to a little brother behind her and said with some disgust!

The subordinate rubbed his hands anxiously and looked at his boss with a longing look on his face!

"FXXK, what do you think? We must abide by the agreement! How do you come in and how to give it out? Give her $1,000, and it will be over in a while! I don't know why my right eyelid keeps twitching!" Rohell McCall rubbed his right eyelid with his fingers and sat on the sofa, making his younger brother jump and jump constantly!

Rohell McCall was still a little uneasy, that is, Boss Cantle asked him to arrange a "gambling shop" next to Shaquille's house, because everyone in the prison knew that Shaquille went to the prison because of serial killing!

Due to his own reasons, Shaquille's mental fluctuations were very abnormal and she had a very poor sleep. Doing so would be like tearing Shaquille apart!

Rohell McCall thought of this and walked straight to the door and said to a waiter carrying beer at the door: "Hey! Go and call Humphrey and ask him to bring a few people!"

When my brother saw Rochelle McCall throwing him a tip of $5, he smiled and stepped back, nodding!

Rochel McCall waved to his younger brother impatiently and returned to the room!
Chapter completed!