Brooklyn got the answer he wanted. But the answer was not as expected. Or rather, the answer is the one he doesn't like the most.

Across the street, Daryl Gilday looked at Brooklyn with a gentle smile on his face, as if an old man who had read a thousand sails was looking at a fledgling junior.

"Judge Brooklyn Lee, we're sorry for what happened to your personal assistant."

His tone didn't fluctuate much, even listening to this alone

"American Justice" Chapter 747, as long as the hoe swings well is hitting the hand, please wait a moment,

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