The man called Brother Morales is named Wells Morales, a forty-year-old well-built middle-aged man, with sharp eyes like a blade. His bare torso revealed clear blue tattoos, exuding an aura of violence that has been through many battles.
Every place has a Restricted District, where police cannot control, and ordinary people dare not cause trouble. Wells Morales is the top leader of the Restricted District in City C; everyone on the streets calls him Brother Morales, even the police dare not casually invite him for tea!
"Then call your sister over to play, I don't mind!" Wells Morales held a cigarette between his fingertips and blew a cloud of swirling smoke toward Valeria Johnson's shy face, full of teasing interest, "What do you say? Valeria, call her over to play. Money is not an issue; serve me well, and I guarantee you and your sister will live luxuriously, no worse than a wealthy lady!"
