chapter 41

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A black Audi a6 was parked at the door of Mansion No. 1. The high-end driver's backrest was reclined. Fred Qin leaned on it with a relaxed face and a cigarette dangling from his mouth.

He suddenly raised his wrist, looked at the time, and said impatiently: "Twenty minutes have passed, why hasn't Shawn Xiong's video been sent yet?"

At this moment, there was a screeching sound of brakes. He looked over subconsciously, and saw two figures getting out of...