Voices are heard in the conference room.

The old man in the white suit froze, and the pupils of the rest of the people suddenly contracted.

Not a security captain?!

Can ...... now It's only been a dozen seconds since the security captain left!

The medicine gate ancient martial artist closest to the door of the conference was even more nervous.

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Chapter 75 of "The Best Physiognomy in the City" Suppress the audience! I am hitting it in my hand, please wait a moment,

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