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... rupting outside the factory. Gao’s lieutenant, a seasoned gunman, froze, his ears attuned to the chaos. The shots were uniform, disciplined—not the chaotic cacophony of gangbangers with their mismatched arsenals. Only cops or soldiers could fire with such precision.
Before he could react, the factory’s main gate exploded inward, a panicked thug sprinting inside, his voice shrill. "We’re fucked! Cops everywhere! They’ve got us surrounded!"
"What?!" The workers froze, their hands s ...
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