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"Alright, let's go back and talk." Ye Xiong said, comforting as he patted Yang Xinyi's head.
After a moment, Yang Xinyi finally let him go and nodded.
A group of people walked out of the room.
Outside, many bodies were scattered about, either passed out or crying out in pain, clearly severely injured.
This was one of Wang Guo's secret bases, protected by a number of gang members, but all of them had been taken care of in an instant.
Xia Qiqi looked at Ye Xiong, her gaze filled with shock.
Upon leaving the house, Ye Xiong's attention finally settled on Xia Qiqi and, for a moment, he didn't know what to say.
This feeling was so strange. In the past ten days, living with Xia Qiqi, even sharing the same bedroom, their relationship should have been very close.
