Urban Dark Lord

Wang Zheng pulled the trigger five times in succession. His gaze was composed and calm, like starlight.,Chu Zhaonan was sitting in his office chair flipping through financial reports. Recently, he had been very concerned about financial matters; the company's statements were reported daily and needed to be compiled into special analysis reports.,"I'm sure you understand what I'm trying to say. From your expression, I've already figured everything out. You should have a pair of the same sunglasses."。