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Finished speaking, a few bodyguards hurriedly supported the old man who called himself Murong Zhan into the car.

However, the man in black had already caught up to them. All sorts of hidden weapons hit the car. Either the glass in his hand would shatter, or the caltrops on the ground would break. It would be hard for him to leave.

"These people... You guys hide in the car