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... rd reached out to grab his gun when a gunshot rang out, the bullet hitting his wrist.
He screamed in pain, the gun dropping to the ground as he collapsed to his knees clutching his wounded wrist.
The rest of the group, now devoid of any semblance of luck, dared not move, holding their heads in their hands and crouching on the ground.
Gan Xintong cried out in desperation, “I’m not Ye Xingbei, I’m Gan Xintong! Help me, please help me!”
Nonchalantly, Gu Junzhu saunte ...
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