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Seeing the WeChat message from Hot Noodles, Fang Xiaocao's cold sweat instantly streamed down.
"What the hell kind of explosive power does this have? I've already run down a floor, and it's still not safe?"
And there's danger waiting for her on the first floor?
What's going on?
Could there be another assassin on the way?
And they even know her location?
Fang Xiaocao kept running downstairs as these thoughts raced through her mind.
This was about her own life; Fang Xiaocao couldn't afford to be anything but cautious.
Fang Xiaocao gritted her teeth and sprinted like crazy.
From the fourth floor to the second, she ran with the speed of a hundred-meter dash, practically flying.
"Huff… Huff… Huff…"
After sprinting to the second floor, Fang Xiaocao bent over, hands on the stair railings, gasping for air.
Once her breathing evened out, Fang Xiaocao immediately took out her phone and sent a message to Hot Noodles.
