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Chapter 665

    

ly, a screech of brakes echoed through the air, bringing to a halt a convoy of twenty Rolls-Royces.The car doors swung open simultaneously, and a man in his fifties wearing a black suit and sunglasses...e of his hand, the branches trembled and formed an impenetrable wall!The figures of the two slowly fell to the grass at the edge of the cliff.Let me know if you have more text you'd like translated!Re...