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Wang Bao's four subordinates panic and charge forward, holding Wang Bao as they quickly retreated backwards.
"Brother Leopard, how badly are you hurt?"
"Damn it, Brother Leopard..."
With a pale, iron-blue face, Wang Bao clenched his teeth, enduring the pain, "I'm fine!"
However, when Wang Bao spoke, looking at the assassins in the arena, his eyes were filled with endless rage and hatred.
"Old Su, how badly are you hurt?"
Having narrowly escaped death, Su Jun let out a deep sigh of relief.
Glancing at Wang Bao and swallowing his dissatisfaction, he said, "Don't worry, I won't die!"
"Sister Hongyue, thank you!"
Han Hongyue glared at the assassin charging into the fray with a face full of hatred, gritting her teeth and saying hatefully, "Less talking, more action!"
"Everyone, be careful and don't cause any more trouble for Ye Fei!"
It was at this moment that an assassin, with a fierce look on his face, swung a palm at the Wuji Qiankun Vessel spinning in mid-air.
