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C113

"You beasts of the Angel Mercenary Group, if you dare to even touch a single hair of our Young Miss. Our Freedom Mercenary Group will never forgive you all. " An old man with white hair cursed at the group of people in front of him.

"Hmph," a tall and sturdy looking man who looked to be around 30 years old snorted coldly, "Miss your family, don't pretend to be ignorant

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