They all turned to look at the door uniformly.
I saw a woman of about twenty-five pushing through the door. She was wearing a black leather jacket, a pair of cold military boots on her feet, a capable short hair and a pair of beautiful phoenix eyes. The whole person's temperament was as cold as a voice.
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