At this time, Hunter pulled out another cigar from his pocket. After lighting it, he shook his head and sighed as he said, “I wasted a Cuban cigar just because of a lowly lackey. Beautiful sixteen or seventeen-year-old Cuban girls had to rub the roots on their thighs little by little to make these d*mn cigars. It’s really a pity…”

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At the same time, as soon as the bodyguards who were keeping guard inside at the front of the old mansion heard the news from the walkie-talkie, they were instan