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"Haha, Jiu Muli, let's see where you can run to this time."

Jun Wuhui laughed miserably, his pale face was filled with malevolence, and his eyes were scarlet red as if he had gone insane.

Since he had fallen into a disadvantageous position, he knew that he was not Jiu Muli's match. But even so, he did not give up, because he still had two helpers, each of them not weaker than him