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And right now, Wulong was standing by the huge floor-to-ceiling window, gazing at the distant New York cityscape. He held a glass of red wine in his hand, looking relaxed and content as he savored it slowly.,Peter Parker took two steps back, steadied himself, and then opened his empty pockets with a look of helplessness. He'd only been dragged along by Harry for the festivities, just a freeloader looking for a free meal.,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.。