Chapter 860 Let's Talk

In the hall of Abandoned Land, a person quickly ran out. One of them smiled at Sherman, who was sitting in the middle of the hall, and said, "Mr. Marce, welcome."

Sherman sat there. He crossed his legs, and a sneer appeared on his face. Then, he said indifferently, "My son was beaten up by someone at your place yesterday. The person who beat him took a person named Rylee Farrington away. Now we want their information, but ... your people gave me a fake address. What does this mean?"

The person coming looked at the staff.

The staff member smiled bitterly, "That's what they wrote down. They only took an abandoned person, and they are upper-class people. I don't dare to ask too much."

"Upper-class people? They don't wear the upper-class people's number plates at all," Lutin shouted.

"Check the surveillance cameras!" Sherman said lightly.