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... u rubbed his hands, suddenly swiped, and quickly attacked the nearest soldier.

He was wretched enough. People hadn't even guarded him at all. This guy shot him at once, so the soldier couldn't prevent him and was kicked by the guy.

The body flew out and hit the yellow sand heavily.

Several other soldiers slammed forward, hulating around Mo Yu.

Mo Yu put on a defensive posture defensively, moving lightly, pointing at the crowd in front of him and shouting, "I tell you, ...

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