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One hand holding a gun and the other a spear, a young man who looked lean and wiry stood there. His face was long and thin, with small eyes that surprisingly conveyed an honest simplicity. He wore a pair of camouflaged rubber shoes and was dressed in desert camouflage, clearly with a bulky item like a down jacket worn underneath.
In winter, the effectiveness of desert camouflage clothing was much better than in summer, so Jia Weidong's camouflage was quite convincing.
His best friend's abdomen was spurting blood, and beside him stood the culprit who had inflicted the wound.
Should he shoot him to death, or should he shoot him to death, or should he shoot him to death?
Fundamentally speaking, Yu Shunzhou was not wrong, but the person who had injured him seemed to be not at fault either...
Gao Yuan couldn't help but reach for his pistol, and then with a ferocious expression, he exclaimed, "I'll kill you!"
