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... Bodyguard Company, third floor.
Ye Xiong’s neck was clutched by a hand, and the reason he felt unable to breathe within the illusion was entirely because his neck was being held.
“I thought Reaper was something special, but that’s all there is.”
The one holding his neck was a foreign man, around twenty-five years old, wearing a neat suit, with glasses, looking very scholarly, just like a university’s English lecturer.
His Huaxia language was very standard, as stan ...
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