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.,“What did you say The mob is making a big move again!”,The woman, having lost all her jewels, cried bitterly. A man in a suit and tie beside her kept soothing her, wiping away her tears with a tissue.。