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... gxue started munching on melon seeds next to him. Back then, after the two of them accomplished their mission and went downstairs, Zhou Yingxue even shouted for him to save her when she got surrounded by enemies.Ren Xiaosu gave Zhou Yingxue a displeased look. “Stop munching on melon seeds. Take the spotting scope and check on the situation down there.”

When the two of them looked into the park, Ren Xiaosu immediately spotted Wang Congyang. He was sitting on a bench and reading a newspape ...

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