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Ding Changsheng's words were like a knife, viciously stabbing at Zhou Yibing's heart. Although Zhou Yibing's teeth were itching from hatred, he didn't have the guts to pull out his gun, nor the guts to shoot at the people.

"Mayor Ding, it's impossible for us to not meet again for the rest of our lives. I believe there will be a day when we meet again