Players in the Marve

Zhou and Afeng pointed their guns at the hostages, driving them to a designated location. Under the pressure of the gunpoint, no one dared to resist, and faint sobs of fear could be heard from within the crowd.,A white porcelain vase in the corner of the table shattered with a sound.,"There's no need to look any further, only Peter and I are attending the wedding tonight. It was my father's invitation I used."。