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Chapter Eight Hundred and Forty-One
As soon as Long Xiaoshan's voice fell, a black shadow appeared in the room, pouncing on Zhou Xiaohai like a tiger or leopard, grabbing his throat in one swift move!
Because the attack came too fast.
Everyone was unable to react in time.
By the time they clearly saw what happened, Zhou Xiaohai was already being held by the neck and lifted up.
This person was none other than Wang Chao.
"Let him go!" The glass of the window shattered with a crash, and a figure rushed in, charging at Wang Chao in a blink of an eye, his feet spiraling out in kicks that howled through the air, full of might.
Wang Chao, holding Zhou Xiaohai with one hand, didn't change his expression, and with his other hand, he fiercely slapped out, shattering all the incoming leg shadows with a bang!
The man was sent flying backwards, slamming into the wall and spitting out a mouthful of blood.
His eyes were filled with shock as he looked at Wang Chao.
