Chaos in prison (11)

"Mark ..." Miao kun pleaded with the scar-faced man in English."As you can see, my arm is broken. I can't make phone calls with that phone!"

"That's your problem," Mark said in half-baked English."I helped you, and you promised to pay me. Now, I'm here to collect the debt!"

"Why do you still not understand?" Miao kun explained,"if the call went through, you could have asked for as much money as you wanted, but you can't make any calls with that phone!"

"I'll say it again, that's your business!" Mark slammed the table and sneered,"I'm going to collect the money now. If you don't have the money, you'll have to pay with your body!"

"F * ck ..." Miao kun cursed angrily."I think I understand now. You should have known that the prison guards can't make phone calls with their cell phones, right?"

"You guys are working together to mess with me! My arm is broken, what do you want to do to me?"