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Although this type of gun was a hunting rifle, the butt was still extremely solid, so if it was smashed down, it would definitely cause one's head to bleed.

When the butt of the gun was less than 10 cm away from Zhang Yong's head, an apple flew over and smashed onto the man's head.

"Ah!" The man screamed and fell off his horse.

The one who fought him was the beauty that fought with him