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... > Fuuma Kazuhiko revealed a sinister smile, as if he could already see the scene of his opponent dying.
However, before he could pull the trigger, he saw a blur and the crossbow in his hand disappeared.
Before he could react, the black crossbow was already on his head.
Cold sweat immediately flowed down his forehead.
Ye Feng looked at him with a cold smile. “You can’t beat me openly, so you want to play dirty? How shameless.”
At this moment, countless thou ...
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