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Only now did Hsu Xiaofeng remember, and cold sweat started dripping down his forehead.

That's right, Ling Mengying was still in the lounge on the next floor.

What should he do?

Oh my god, those people came out of the elevator, so they must have occupied the next floor.

Hsu Xiaofeng recalled that those fake security guards did not seem to be Japanese. Their skin was brown