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... med to have stopped at this moment.
Yet Yu Xiheng didn’t spare a glance for the mercenaries, he tapped his earpiece and said indifferently, “Come and clean up.”
He released his grip, and the mercenary in his hand fell as prompted.
A group of mercenaries in his hands like ants trying to shake a tree.
Even the hem of his clothing hadn’t been touched by any dust,
Feng Zhaoyi still stood frozen, feeling tingles on her scalp and as if electricity had passed thr ...
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