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... ion just now was very unfamiliar.

It's not Wang Dawang Er, and it's not Zhang Yang who is tired and collapsed on the ground.

Wen Qing pursed her lips and turned to look back.

A man in a camouflage uniform stood behind them at some point, with a long scar on his face, a gun pinned to his waist, and looked at them indifferently.

The scarred man stared at them and asked in a deep voice, "How did you come here?"

Wen Qing lowered her eyes, not looking directly at hi ...

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