Simon King got up slowly, holding back the pain in his waist and the indignation in his heart, took his phone out of his pocket and pulled it for Randall.

"Tick ......"

"The user you dialed was not answered......

I called again, and no one answered.

Simon King began to panic, and the muscles on his face slowly became distorted.

At this moment, Donal, who was accustomed to cooperating with Gomez, spoke at the right time to persuade: "Okay Simon King, you can quickly agree, isn't your woman, your team, and your players not important at all?" ”

Simon King ignored it, and he continued to beat, over and over again, moving like a machine.

Another five minutes passed......

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