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... t, where was Shi Ying Guerrilla’s secret station. His figure was almost integrated with the surrounding woodland. As soon as he jumped in front of Sun Kun and Zhang Hai, his green skin gradually became its normal. He showed his original figure. At this time, his eyes were red and he was in great anger. Zhang Hai stood up immediately and asked in his low voice, “What’s wrong!”


“We sent one of our team to inquire about the news, but they just went out the day before yesterday, while I ...

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