Throwing Fists
Serene Silas, who used to be closest to his heart, and was even pregnant with his child, couldn't recognize him either.
Even the President, who claimed to be his best friend, couldn't recognize him.
Before Nathaniel Cooper came, he already knew who the person he was going to meet was, but he still couldn't recognize him. It could be imagined how thoroughly his face had changed.
Jackie curled his lips and a cold sneer appeared on his face. He looked Nathaniel without blinking an eye and observed every subtle change in his expression. "Mr. President, what can I do for you?"
At the same time, Nathaniel was also staring at the man before him. He was dressed in black, and the mask on his face was also black.
Not only that, the theme of the room was mainly black. The decorations and the furnishing in the room were all in black.
In Nathaniel's memory, Jackie hated the color black the most.
Jackie often said that black made people feel depressed, which also represented the color of death. This

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