Players in the Marve

With narrowed eyes, Walong felt that this surname seemed familiar to him.,“It’s a shame, I thought I might get to meet your father. Believe me, we would have gotten along great.”,Harry's expression was a little stiff. Facing the gun pointed at his head by Afeng, he fumbled around on his body for a long time before finally pulling out a golden pen and tossing it into the bucket of ice.。