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At this moment, Li Qiao looked at Yun Ling with a faint expression, "Otherwise?"
Upon hearing this, Yun Ling stood up in astonishment, inadvertently knocking over the rattan chair with his legs, "Really? Why, why would you help me? Aren't you afraid I'll seek revenge?"
He had been shot in both wrists, courtesy of her and Shang Shaoyan.
Then Yun Ling heard something deeply upsetting, "Last night you brought twenty First-Class Mercenaries and still failed, and you have the gall to talk about revenge?"
After saying this, Li Qiao left.
Yun Ling stood there in a daze, watching Li Qiao's retreating figure, vaguely recalling something.
At the International Club, there were two individuals with mysterious identities.
One was the founder, the association leader, and the other was the hidden figure K of the Mercenary Group.
