Chapter 249

He gritted his teeth and re-dressed himself, regretting that he had listened to Matthew Miller's orders to go out and collect a debt yesterday, otherwise he would not have been badly injured and now his movements were affected.

As darkness fell, he pushed open the window and looked down. The guest room on the fourth floor was higher than he had expected, and at the moment, with his painful wound and lack of mobility, the chances of a smooth landing were even lower.

But, there was no choice.

After turning out all the sheets, tying the head and tail into a dead-end knot, tying one end to his waist and the other to the end of the bed, and carrying his duffel bag, he mounted the windowsill without rebellion and climbed backwards and downwards.

The surface of the wall was very smooth, he stomped hard, and his freshly wrapped wound bled again. When he reached the second floor, his physical strength gradually reached the limit, although his hands clutching the bed sheet, but his body