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Hua Muchen's angry voice echoed in the surroundings.

Long Yetian was standing on the balcony on the second floor with a golden pistol in his hand. He tilted his head and said, "I missed!"

The corner of Hua Muchen's mouth twitched. He stared at the person on the balcony with uncontrollable rage: "Damn it, get down!"

The two of them were on fire