Just when the three minute time was about to finish, the old godfather’s cell phone rang again.
Everyone’s expressions were filled with intense emotion, and everyone tightened their fists unconsciously, waiting for the end result.
At this moment, the old godfather quickly pressed the answer button and spit out a word in a cold voice, "Speak up!"
Charlson Cox’s assistant on the phone already felt the pressure from the old godfather.
He could only bite the bullet and say, "Our boss has accepted your request, but he must ensure that no one will call the police for this matter!"
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