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.,“You wouldn't guess from the photo that he was a robber, but be careful nonetheless. I'll be waiting for you back home for dinner tonight, Dad.”,Walong realized he had hooked a big fish, his eyes gleaming as he scanned the crowd.。