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Click—
A bullet was loaded into the chamber, a small sound that made several men sweat from their temples.
Narrowing her eyes, Lian Qiao stood with her back to the light, the gun pressed against the temple of the man in the lead.
Bang!
A gunshot rang out, but she had fired into the sky—
Honestly, she had really wanted to thrash these bastards herself until they were crawling in their own piss, but for no apparent reason, she was kind of enjoying herself, wondering if Brother Huo would come over.
The sound of the gun swept through the sky, and the crowd became chaotic, scattering like birds and beasts.
His cold eyes condensed, Xing Liehuo stopped in his tracks, turned around, and his eyes soaked in a bloodthirsty glow.
Luring the tiger away from the mountain, targeting Lian Qiao?
Lian Qiao!
His chest vibrated, an unfamiliar pain swept over him, and his heart suddenly sank, his body exuding a killing aura.
