"Just return it to them quickly, I don't want to die, I don't want to die!"
"I came here to discuss a business matter with you, how could I encounter such an unprovoked disaster, Mr. Johnson, I am your business partner, you can't just watch me get into trouble, can you?"
One by one, out of concern for their own lives, they were morally blackmailing Father Johnson.
Not to mention Father Johnson couldn't withstand so much pressure, he himself was afraid of such powerful forces.
He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, a flicker of fear passed quickly through his eyes, but he suppressed it.
Because in that fleeting moment, he suddenly came up with a good idea.
"You're called Logan, right? Fine, I won't beat around the bush. Little White is indeed in our hands, but if you keep fighting us now, if you really cause trouble for the Johnson Mansion, we can't guarantee that we'll treat your Little White well, why don't you give it a try?"
"You!"
