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... looking at those fugitives on the run, his eyes cold as winter without a trace of pity.
His legs squeezed.
Left hand holding a knife, right hand holding a gun.
He charged directly at them!
Like a wolf into a flock of sheep.
Heart-wrenching screams rose and fell, continuous and unending!
Half an hour later.
Under the joint attack of Zhang Beixing and those Martial Artists.
The scene was a mess.
The car scrapped by a slash fr ...
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