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Outside.

Inside the black SUV.

Ding Mo stopped breathing when he saw this.

Until now, he still hadn't seen the 'Xuan Ying' that Ye Lingyuan had mentioned.

Where was he?

Why didn't his people notice it?

Once the trigger in Xuan Ming's hand sounded, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Third Young Master?!"

He couldn't help but turn his head and show the phone to Ye Lingyuan