"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"
At this moment, the conference room door was suddenly pushed open, and Abby walked in first, with currents flickering around her body. Behind her, three people followed, and the overwhelming scent of blood emanating from them was nauseating.
Upon seeing the three leading figures, the young men and women seated suddenly became excited and laughed, saying: "Hahaha, Ryan, you all finally arrived. Quickly grab that stinky bitch Angel, capture her for me, and I'll add another hundred million to your commission."
"Angel, my good daughter, it seems you've lost this time." Moore looked at Angel, a slight smile on his face.
"Lost?"
Angel smiled and said, "In my view, the losers are you, not me."
Angel then turned her head and said calmly, "Gruss, Sam, Oliver, Abby, have you taken care of everyone outside?"
