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On the screen, even though Ren Baqian saw only one person, there were actually many other people present that he couldn't see.

Every single one of them could be considered a powerful and influential individual.

After all, this was an important matter that might affect the future of mankind.

"Can you show me other things?" asked the middle-aged, bespectacled man on the screen as he adjusted his eyewear.

A sneer appeared on Ren Baqian's face. The next second, a handgun appeared in his hand and he pointed it at Chen Shi's head. "Do you want to see a piece of sachima drenched with tomato sauce?"

Veins popped out on Chen Shi's head. This fellow is so unpredictable!

The man on the screen was shocked. Following which, an infuriated look appeared on his face.