Chapter 156: Clean up those who are dragging their feet!

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Plateau Prison. In the once familiar office.

Victor saw the familiar arrangements.

Even the location of the ashtray had not been changed.

Harris, from behind, "Boss, after you left the prison, I've had people clean this office regularly, and none of the ornaments have been moved."

Casare squinted his eyes, with a twitch at the corner of his eye.

What a charming and vile bitch!

Very good, very good!

Is this what you're doing, huh? By the time I return to Baja California, I'll push for the establishment of a "Drug Enforcement Hero - Victor" exhibition hall, where the heads, limbs, and drugs of traffickers will all be displayed for you.

Let's see who licks more comfortably!

Trying to compete with me, Casare? You're still green.

Victor was pleased; after all, people always like to reminisce about the past, just like how a man who frequents prostitutes always remembers how virile he was when he was younger.