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Yan Sinian flew into a rage (3)

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Those seemingly calm eyes were actually mixed with an ice-cold aura, and it made Lance's body go soft.

For a moment, he could even smell the scent of death.

An unprecedented fear made the Mafia leader of Country H, who could summon the wind and rain, kneel on the ground.

"Mr. Yan, I'm sorry, I didn't know ..."

As one of the people who understood Yan Sinian's character, he did not hesitate to lower his proud head and beg for mercy.

He knew that if he didn't make up for it, he wouldn't be able to leave this place safely today.

"This honorable lady, please forgive my slip of the tongue."

He looked at mo ning and suppressed the humiliation in his heart.

Mo ning only frowned and did not say anything.

The living room fell into a dead silence. Even the sound of a pin drop could be heard.