"Hey, buddy, think about Barnett's annual salary. You don't think it's expensive!"

"Why did Barnett record this video?"

"You should have seen so many memory cards in front of us before you asked about it."

"Oh! This should be the request of the killers to record the video when they made the deal. They are afraid that the buyer will go back on his word and won't give them the money after completing the task, right? "

"Is it that so many people didn't give them money?" Someone thought it was impossible.

Webb frowned and said, "Maybe they saved these secretly and planned to threaten the buyers with the video and let them pay."

"Yes, it's possible!"

"Ha ha, with the help of this video, I guess that Barnett has nothing to say this time!"

"Yes, I really feel ridiculous when I see the statement made by Royal Duke!"

"Webb, the staff of FIA want to meet you!" A policeman walked quickly into the office and said.

Webb: "T

just like this." Barnett's fan tried to comfort them.

However, the man didn't buy it. He slapped on his face and said, "Speak for him? Who do you think you are? "

The fan was slapped. He had suffered a lot here. He quickly covered his face and sat quietly on his bed, without saying anything.

These prisoners looked at each other and exchanged glances. Then they immediately got out of bed and walked towards Barnett.

Sensing what they were doing, Barnett stared at them vigilantly and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Fuck you! What else do you think we can do? " A man smiled evilly.

Barnett widened his eyes in disbelief. When he saw these people looking at him up and down recklessly, he immediately got goose bumps. He felt sick and almost vomited.

"Shit! What are you looking at? "

"He looks down upon us!"

"Let's teach him the rules in the jail!"

Barnett endured the feeling of nausea and punched the air with anger.

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