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He landed heavily on the ground.

In that moment, Qing Muhan smelled the scent of fresh blood.

"Ji Wanxi!" His eyes were bloodshot.

Lin Zhuo got off the car in panic: "Wanxi!"

In the distance, the sounds of battle could be heard. Evidently, Qing Muhan's assistant had already organized a group of people to counterattack.

It was so painful!

Ji Wanxi thought, thought