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Jiang Ting cut the ropes as he spoke.

The fat on his body trembled a few times. After recovering for a long time, he finally woke up, turned his head and looked at Jiang Ting who was standing in front of him.

"Jiang ?"

Jiang Ting did not have any intentions of showing mercy, he used his sword to pat Zheng Tong's face: Get your men to prepare horses