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Zhou Xiaoxiao looked at Jiao Jiao with a pale face and anger in her eyes. However, the pistol in her hand had somehow melted in his hand. It had still shocked Zhou Xiaoxiao greatly.

Although Zhou Xiaoxiao was dissatisfied with what Jiao Jiao Jiao said just now, she wanted to be angry, but she didn't dare to do so.

After all, to Zhou Xiaoxiao, death was not a very scary thing