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... ferently as he kept his pistol.
Fatty Zhang could only turn around. He was so terrified that tears and snot were flowing down his face, but he didn’t dare to wipe them away. Like a robot, he walked back into the room in despair.
Just a moment ago, Chu Yang’s bullet had whizzed past his head.
If it had been a few centimeters lower, the bullet would have gone through his head.
"How boring." Chu Yang shook his head. He looked at Cao Xing, who was sitting opposite him ...
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