So genes are a very magical thing. They are like the code of life, containing countless mysteries and unknowns.
It is like an invisible magician, determining the direction and form of life in an elusive yet crucial way.
"First, control the man and bring him in to see me. I'll find a secluded place for me to talk to him." Pete said with a mysterious smile.
After receiving the order, the security guard quickly returned to the parking lot. At this time, Langhuo was leisurely smoking a cigar, looking nonchalant.
"Sir, our distinguished guest wants to see you, please come with us," said the security guard.
Lang Huo sneered: "Want to see me? Then lead the way."
Surrounded by security guards and police, Langhuo walked into the interior of the Purui Palace.
Along the way, the luxurious decorations and the beautiful women coming and going failed to attract his attention. He knew in his heart that the real contest had just begun.
They came to a secluded room where Pete was sitting on the sofa, legs crossed, with a sly look in his eyes.
"Are you the one who said my car is yours?" Pete asked straight to the point.
Langhuo looked directly into Pete's eyes without fear: "Yes, it's me."
"Humph, do you know who I am? How dare you touch my car?" Pete threatened.
Langhuo laughed: "It doesn't matter who you are. What matters is that I like your car."
Pete frowned. "What do you mean?"
Langhuo approached Pete and said in a low voice, "You name a price, I want that car."
"Haha~" Pete looked at Langhuo with a forced smile.
"What are you laughing at?" Langhuo asked curiously.
"I'm laughing at your ignorance. The moment you enter Purui Palace, all your information is exposed. The facial recognition system here will dig out all your information." Pete said playfully.
Hearing this, Langhuo's expression froze. If what the other party said was true, then wouldn't his identity as a mercenary be exposed?
Thinking of this, sweat already appeared on his forehead, and he sighed in his heart that the people who came out of No. 79 were not in vain.
But he quickly calmed down. If what the other party said was true, why didn't he use it on himself in the parking lot?
Also, if this place doesn't respect the information of its guests, given the nature of the United Empire, which has always valued privacy, how can it allow this crappy place to continue operating?
Damn it, this bastard is trying to trick me! Lang Huo is so smart that he figured it out in an instant.
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