In a far-off place, the mysterious figure stood in front of a collection of photographs, his gaze fixed on them. A wicked grin spread across his face as he said to himself, "If they want to destroy him so badly, I guess I should lend them a hand."A man approached the mysterious figure and stood in front of him with a respectful demeanor. "Boss, should I get in touch with them?" he asked."Yes, of course," the man said, his voice filled with determination. "The more, the better. Jerome is a tough opponent, and we need to act quickly before he gathers more resources. We need to hit him hard and fast before he has a chance to recover.""Alright, boss," the man said, ready to leave and carry out his orders. But as he turned to go, the mysterious figure called out to him again."And what about Mia?" the mysterious figure asked, his voice suddenly cold and calculating. "Do you have any news on her?"The tone of the man's voice shifted, from deferential to icy in an instant. It was clear th
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