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... lf, we’re not at the ’Holy War’ position yet!"
The non-human alien in the driver’s seat anxiously warned.
Sitting in the rear cargo hold, Qin Anlong raised the shackles in his hand, his face contorting with a twisted grin: "Hehe, if I could control myself, would I need these?"
"Relax, we’re here. Unless Pei Jing intervenes personally, no one can stop me."
The driver pursed his lips, unwilling to talk about Pei Jing.
This guy was once brutally beaten by Pei ...
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