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Qi Lin followed the boss's gaze and immediately felt his hair stand on end. He subconsciously reached for his gun.

"Boss!"

Lu Shimo's face was expressionless as he replied, "It's fine."

The gun that Qilin had just picked up immediately fell back down.

He vigilantly looked at Wen Huai Zheng who was more than ten meters away, and his palm was covered in a layer of sweat.

Neither car moved