Chapter 1189

Philip naturally saw the other party and a faint smile appeared at the corners of his mouth. He was an old acquaintance. At the same time, the people around were speaking in low voices, full of worries. This guy was doomed. Geoff was known as a ruthless man in this neighborhood, and his methods were dirty. However, no one knew what Geoff was thinking at this moment. He stood there blankly for a long time. This… Dixon Wells, that idiot! The person he was supposed to take care of was actually Mr. Clarke who even Master Bell dared not provoke? The cold sweat on Geoff's forehead poured. The group of subordinates behind him naturally recognized Philip and all of them panicked. “Geoff, what’s wrong? Have you visited too many chicks lately that you can’t even hold a baseball bat properly? Dixon bent over with a smile, picked up the baseball bat from the ground, and shoved it back into Geoff’s hand. Geoff, at this moment, was full of jitters and there were beads of cold swe