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The car finally calmed down, which was a rare occurrence. Faan Zhengxun looked coldly at Zhen Xiaobei.

Zhen Xiaobei gulped. She wasn't Jing Fei'er. She was timid and afraid of pain. When she thought of how painful it would be to hit the back of her head with the pistol, she immediately began to shake her hand.

"Don't hit me, I'll just faint myself!" After saying that, she kicked with her legs