Players in the Marve

“One after another, quickly, everyone line up here. Each person take a dish and put all your valuables on it.”,“I know, my little darling, go home and wait for me. I’ll be off work soon.”,Harry's expression was a little stiff. Facing the gun pointed at his head by Afeng, he fumbled around on his body for a long time before finally pulling out a golden pen and tossing it into the bucket of ice.。