Players in the Marve

Valeon beckoned with his finger, leaning on his cane as he spoke in a leisurely manner. His voice was light and cheerful; ever since that pesky archaeologist had been out of the picture, he'd been in an excellent mood.,Zhou and Afeng pointed their guns at the hostages, driving them to a designated location. Under the pressure of the gunpoint, no one dared to resist, and faint sobs of fear could be heard from within the crowd.,A white porcelain vase in the corner of the table shattered with a sound.。