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... didn't want to let me go, but Want to kill me?"

None of the dozen or so people spoke, they stared at Shen Xi indifferently.

Shen Xi's face became more ferocious: "Otherwise, how could you move so fast and even arrange snipers, who on earth sent you to kill me?"

Cui Jianyuan regained a lot of strength at this time, and cursed: "You bunch of trash, I pay you so much tax every year, I can't even deal with a few kidnappers, and let me be tied up, and I suffered so much! Torture, ...

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