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... , his voice low and sharp.
He sat with authority, legs spread and back against the plush leather of the worn-out sofa. Even in a tailored black suit, he looked more like a warlord than a businessman.
Thick muscles strained beneath his shirt, and the tattoo crawling up the side of his neck gave him the air of someone who’d buried bodies in silence.
Boss Chi.
Across from him, Sun Laoqi stood stiff, beads of sweat trickling down his temple. He didn’t dare meet the ma ...
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