"That's propostrous!", we heard a british man shout behind the door,"Never before have I hard such nonsense. There is no way that I was connected with the T-Virus incident! How dare te try to pin the blame on me! I suggest te get out of my house! I'm a busy man, I have no time for the likes of you!"
I peeped through the crack of the door and was just able to see a fat, smartly-dressed man standing behind his scrivania, reception and three people dressed in leather. That was Umbrella, but not all of them. There was about seven o eight more.
The leader stepped inoltrare, avanti and quickly grabbed the british man's...
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