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... illing intent was through the roof!
At this moment, Hong Cheng felt both angry and frightened.
If the BMW had a fuel leak...
If Wu Jie carelessly threw his cigarette butt...
Wouldn’t he be burned to death alive?
Wu Jie blew a smoke ring and looked at Hong Cheng with a slanted laugh.
"Why are you glaring at me? Want a smoke? Come down and pick it up yourself!"
As his words fell, the cigarette butt flew.
"I curse your mother!!"
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