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... apocalypse was filled with an added sense of hopelessness.
Suddenly,
Brother Hao’s face turned cold, his shotgun swaying slightly in his hand, "Kneel now, holding your ears, and tell me how scared you are, beg me not to shoot, and I just..."
Whoosh!
It was as if time had stopped.
Before Brother Hao could finish his sentence, he felt the gun disappear from his hand. Looking down, the gun had vanished, and on closer inspection, it was now in the hands of th ...
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