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... ce, in the middle of his forehead, a small bloody hole abruptly appeared.
"Thump—"
He swayed and then collapsed onto the ground.
"Someone." Poison Snake’s expression finally returned to its usual coldness, he wiped the pistol and put it back into the drawer: "Clean it up."
Several big men in black clothes walked in from outside the door, all bowing their heads, not daring to look at Poison Snake, quickly cleaned up the traces on the floor, and then bowed and left. ...
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