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Li Huaqiang looked up at the stairs below. The second-in-command of his gang was holding a folder, and there was a large crowd behind him. Although he didn't know why this was on his belt, he could clearly see the knives, guns, sticks, and sticks in their hands.

He hurriedly pulled Zheng Qiang up and confidently moved the stool under his butt to the door