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... ding in the spring breeze, unable to move.
A figure strolled up from behind him; it was Lin Xiaosu.
Zhang Haoyu slowly raised his head, his face twisted into a ferocious snarl, a beast’s desperate savagery gleaming through.
Splurt!
A palm landed on his neck, and a voice whispered in his ear: "Don’t transform, if you scare them off their perch, it won’t be good."
Zhang Haoyu fell into a coma.
Five phones, with five key people behind them.
Th ...
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