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... the gun was smooth and succinct. Although slitting a throat doesn’t guarantee an enemy’s loss of fighting capacity, Gao Yang had no time to deliver a fatal blow to the person collapsing in front of him, clutching his neck, because another person had appeared at the doorway.
The newly arrived black man was petrified. He stared at Gao Yang without making a sound, just standing there with his mouth agape. Gao Yang immediately turned around. His knife was too short, the blade only ten centi ...
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