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... rds Lin Chuan.
Croney moved skillfully, reaching the pinnacle of speed.
His right hand went straight for his waist, drawing a gun with a speed Lin Chuan had rarely seen in his life.
It was a speed ingrained in muscle memory, so fast that he didn’t need to think about the position of the gun or find the trigger, he just had to reach for his waist and the gun, as if by magic, appeared in his hand.
The woman, half falling, did not completely block Lin Chuan’s view. < ...
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