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... little beast...Ahhh" The first man couldn’t finish his words, as Gu Jin slapped him hard on his face.

"Don’t you dare call him beast, brat, or something degrading you piece of sh*t?" Gu Jin’s eyes were cold as she slapped him hard.

The first man didn’t instantly say,

"Yes! Yes! I am sorry! I won’t I swear!"

Gu Jin ignored him and looked at Second Brother who was staring at Gu Jin with a vicious gaze.

Gu Jin stared at back him, with killing intent in her ey ...

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