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"Bang!"
"Damn bastard, I didn't expect him to have a backup plan..."
Chen Hong's eyes nearly burst as he slammed his palm onto the table in front of him. His chest heaved violently as he gasped for air, his whole body seeming ready to explode at any moment!
Although Zhe Shaochong next to him wasn't as agitated, his fists were clenched tightly, and his face was ashen—clearly, he wasn't faring much better...
Tonight's total offensive, both men had been determined to succeed, but the appearance of Shui Qingrou changed the situation, trapping it in a vicious cycle, ultimately leading to failure.
If it hadn't been for her interference, the Eighth Stage powerhouse under Zhe Shaochong could have quickly eliminated the female sniper by Chen Tang's side, then turned back to join him and Chen Hong in a collective assault on Chen Tang.
