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Bomb diffused!
Sure enough, it was 011, specifically to counter him.
Su Qinghou licked the blood at the corner of his mouth and kicked Jiang Zhi in the chest. Jiang Zhi didn’t dodge and immediately returned a punch. Both of them fell backward, and the next second, the lights in the room suddenly turned on, illuminating their beautiful, battered faces.
Outside, sirens blared, and the door was kicked open. A young man in plain clothes with a police baton in hand ...
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