In the farthest corner of the club's box, a cold man sat there. From beginning to end, he just squinted his eyes, did not talk to anyone, and did not move.
They don't even care about what happens in the box.
Shui slowly walked towards the corner carrying the drink prepared by the bartender.
The people in the box raised their eyebrows at the movement of the water. Is this foreigner so fearless of death?
Wu Shuxian pinched the thigh of his female companion and joked with a smile: "I am talking to that Western woman. There are so many people in this box. Why don't you choose someone else, the most indifferent and ruthless one?"
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