At that moment, a sound of footsteps was heard.
Soon after, the prison door of Su Mo's cell was opened, and Angelo walked in with a bottle of strong liquor in one hand and a pack of barbecue in the other.
"Brother."
"You're here."
Seeing that it was Angelo, Su Mo quickly sat up.
"I brought a good bottle of liquor, let's have a drink."
Angelo said with a somewhat somber expression.
"Brother, you don't look so good."
Su Mo observed Angelo closely and asked.
Angelo didn't answer Su Mo. He just opened the bottle, poured them both a glass, raised his glass, took a big gulp, and then exhaled deeply.
"It's hard to feel good."
"Is it because of the conflict between the Prison Soldiers and the Mechanical Guards?"
Su Mo tentatively asked.
"You already know?"
Angelo was slightly taken aback and looked up at Su Mo.
