Chapter 388 Seriously Injured

Through the narrow and cramped corridor, there is a fishy smell all around. This clubhouse is not generally dilapidated. Along the way, it is full of rotten and moldy walls, and the roof is even leaking and dripping. Under the reflection of incandescent lamps around it, it seems to have a sense of horror movies. They stopped in front of a small iron gate. The woman reached out and entered the password. The iron gate answered and opened. She pushed the door open and a strong light burst out. Charlee Ford frowned slightly, looked up, and was slightly surprised by the splendid sight inside. It looks so dilapidated outside, but there is a hole inside. The two of them went in, and the woman said, "Mr. King, I brought someone." "Hmm." There was a sound next to it, and then the sound of wheelchairs across the ground sounded. Mr. King controlled the wheelchair and slowly came out from the side. His eyes stayed on Charlee Ford, and his usual smile appeared on his face: "Long time no see,