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... ng followed him.
But at this moment, Zhang Fuguang frowned slightly, because he had a bad feeling, a killer’s intuition built over many years!
Several horse carriages were parked at the entrance, all made of different materials.
Zhang Fuguang held Zhang Siyao’s hand with one hand, also keeping an eye on his surroundings.
"Is there no one in the shop?" Li Changqing glanced inside; it was empty.
Zhang Fuguang was about to say something when suddenly, a mutat ...
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