Chapter 1855

At midnight.

It should be around the time for supper.

At this time, Mordu Broadway should have closed long ago. However, when Harvey York arrived, he found that the place was still brightly lit, and it was booked by Justin Walker again.

Justin sat in the middle of the hall this time. He was meticulously cutting the rare steak in front of him.

He ate very carefully and slowly as if he was tasting the bloody smell in his mouth.

Other than that, there was a man in a green suit who looked like a transcendent being beside him. He was holding a whisk in his hand and was reading the Tao Te Ching.

If it weren’t for the mobile phone’s screen in front of him lighted up, it might make people think that he was an other-worldly immortal.

Harvey casually pulled out the chair opposite Justin and sat down. He then ordered a bowl of sliced noodles.

Harvey picked up the chopsticks after the waiter brought the noodles. He then asked as he ate, “Mr. Walker, how can I help you in the middle of the