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... > He glanced sideways, his anger suddenly dissipating, and he only sneered coldly.
"Morrison, my tolerance doesn’t mean you can act recklessly... What have I done that’s unreliable?"
The visitor was none other than Morrison, who parted ways last night.
He lifted the Gauss Automatic Rifle in his hand, his face full of indignation, "The gun you lent me is broken!"
"Oh, I see," Qu Jianlei nodded slightly, looking calm, "I knew that."
"You... knew?" Morrison w ...
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