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At this moment, Zhou Fuxiang's clothes were completely torn. The bulging muscles on his body showed his powerful strength. He grabbed Zhao Loong with one hand and stared coldly at Xu Feng. If Xu Feng made any unusual movements, it would crush Zhao Loong's neck!

"Cough cough... Xu Feng, don't worry about me... Kill him!"

This was Xu Feng's only chance to kill Zhou Tengfei. Two months later..