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... y sat on the sofa, and with a flick of his fingers, the gun spun deftly twirling twice before he tucked it back at his waist. 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎
He didn’t speak, and Old Miao wasn’t in a hurry either.
Nangong Jin felt restless and anxious, pulled out a cigarette, placed it between his lips, lit it, and took a deep drag. Only after that did he calm down, his eyes darkening more than ever, as if exuding a hint of dark energy.
After a long silence, Nangong Jin sp ...
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