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Xiao Zheng closed the car door and walked towards the old flat house with two people, talking along the way, with a hint of sadness in his voice.
Luo Yusheng expressed his confusion, "Sect Leader, have you ever considered? For two people to die without anyone knowing, that's very abnormal, especially in Huaxia, where mercenaries and assassins are forbidden."
"Isn't that the truth? The only thing that I can't figure out a reason for is this!"
Xiao Zheng stubbed out his cigarette, ready to enter the house to take a look, but just then, a strange voice came from behind him.
"Is that Brother Xiao?"
"Uh... What are you doing?"
Xiao Zheng turned around, and what he saw was Long Qie holding a little fatty by the neck, lifting him into the air.
The little fatty struggled desperately, but it was all in vain; all that remained was his hoarse screaming.
