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... ck door led directly to a shooting range behind.
The farthest target, although not a thousand meters away, was no less than eight hundred.
“What are you doing?” Feng San slapped his hand on the young man’s shoulder, his expression changing. “Are you doubting Brother Nine? Do you have a death wish?”
Didn’t he know that Miss Si’s favor was something to be treasured?
That if he angered Brother Nine, he could still seek refuge with Miss Si?
“I’m not doubting!” ...
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