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But his stunningly cold face was so calm that there wasn't a hint of expression on it, sharper than a Swiss Army Knife at first glance, a pure blade warrior.
For a moment, everyone in the private room was intimidated by his chilling aura. Knowing that Boss Chen was calling for reinforcements, yet he remained unfazed. Where on earth did this guy get such clout?
But only those familiar with him knew that he wasn't just unbothered, there was also a hint of impatience on his face.
Glancing at him, Lian Qiao didn't know what kind of game he was playing, but she knew this guy didn't have the sick fetish of slicing off other people's fingers.
A change of heart?!
After making the call for support, Boss Chen was like sitting on pins and needles, anxious like an ant on a hot pot...
The epitome of a blockhead.
Time ticked away, second by second, and the entrance to the private room was guarded by several plainclothes special forces who followed Brother Huo. No one could leave.
