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At the barracks.
Renaissance Guest House.
On the fourth floor of the guest house, smoke and green gas lingered.
Zhou Mengtian stubbed out a cigarette butt and threw it into the ashtray that was already filled with cigarette butts.
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His beard was unkempt and his eyes were bloodshot as he stared at the empty ceiling.
However, his mind was still trapped in the array, spinning crazily and thinking.
Ever since he led the t ...
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