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... he spoke, and his hands holding the steering wheel became tighter and tighter, and he could even see the blue veins on his arm under the rolled-up military uniform.
Wearing military boots and stepping on the gas pedal, I never let go.
On the other side, Bai Ling's gun was already on Qian Fengying's head, and his voice became more and more fierce, "I'll ask you again, where is my sister?"
Qian Fengying's face was full of pain, because Bai Ling's gun was very accurate, ...
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