Vixen was in on s construction site, glasses worn he stared at the progress of the building which he was planning on investing on.
Well he was planning on using this building as a means of investment, and this investment had to do with finding everyone that was necessary to his business.
Through this building he can finally have the license to erect a building which he was going to use to manufacture a number of products.
Among such he was going to produce military devices, guns, bombs, name it. He finally made his deal to finally manufacture each instruments.
At the centre of the building, he watched as the engineers were doing their job, the construction big enough to contain about two hundred thousand people at the same time.
He looked at his contractor about to speak but then his gaze was diverted by the entrance of one of his men who had his phone.
