Blackstone Code

~: Two thousand five hundred and fifty seve

The plane slowly landed on the ground along the airstrip, and a luxurious convoy was parked at the end of the runway.

The moment the plane came to a complete stop, slowly approaching the plane, a large group of gentlemen who were very famous in Slem got out of the car and waited quietly.

Some local reporters frantically pressed the shutter in the distance, and one of them found out about this, and then sold the news to a dozen of his peers for two hundred dollars.

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