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... ire another shot, Wu Chenjin had already sent a fruit knife flying from behind him. The fruit knife went straight into his back.

The man stumbled and fell to the side. His shoulder and back were still bleeding.

Wu Chenjin did not care too much. He rushed to Song Nuanyi’s side and hugged her in his arms.

Perhaps because he was too afraid of losing her, he hugged her so tightly that he almost squeezed Song Nuanyi into his body. ƒ𝔯𝗲𝗲𝙬𝒆𝚋𝐧oѵℯl.𝒄𝑜m

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