Players in the Marve

And right now, Wulong was standing by the huge floor-to-ceiling window, gazing at the distant New York cityscape. He held a glass of red wine in his hand, looking relaxed and content as he savored it slowly.,Zhou kept urging the hostages to move quickly, while warning them not to cause trouble.,Peter was trying to persuade the other party, hoping that this seemingly elegant and polite boss in front of him would let go of everyone present, including himself.。