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There was a large group of men in black, each holding a gun. The ones in front carried submachine guns. Behind them were a few with axes and a few with swords. The formation made it clear they meant to kill Shen Qiao. Bo Yanzheng's gaze turned cold as he gripped Shen Qiao's arm and watched the assassins close in. Shen Qiao's eyes brimmed with killing intent. She kept her gun raised