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... a sweep of crimson.
In a courtyard up north.
A three-meter-high wall was lined with iron bars, and in the middle sat a black metal gate.
Upon the wall, a few men who had made it back were standing.
Lurking behind the wall, they remained on high alert, peering outside.
The long-haired leader took a strong puff of his cigarette, violently kicked his subordinate, and cursed, “Didn’t you fuckers say he only had a handgun? Why the fuck were there snipers, and w ...
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