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In the security department, Tang Luo was bragging to Meng Lei and the others while smoking a cigarette.
In a short time, he had become the boss of the security department, and even the deputy director Meng Lei had become his underling!
And Meng Lei didn't really object to this!
Dark Energy Middle Stage, a true master of Ancient Martial Arts, he couldn't afford to offend Tang Luo and didn't want to offend him, and even... he was somewhat ingratiating!
"Brother Luo, have some tea."
A security guard brewed some tea and brought over a cup to Tang Luo.
"Mm-hm, thanks."
Tang Luo took it, had a sip, and sure enough, after all that talking, his throat was indeed a bit dry.
"Brother Luo, what happened next? After you encountered the American soldiers on the African battlefield?"
A security guard asked impatiently.
