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... ; these people, who appeared to be around thirty years old, were dressed in suits and hardly like any ordinary street punks. Moreover, Zhang Fan could sense that these men were definitely trained, and they were of professional hitman caliber.
Liu Fei? He didn’t have the guts. He had already been scared out of his wits back at the phone store.
Qiu Shaoqian? Unlikely, given his character, he’d surely want me to speak well of him in front of Uncle Ye; otherwise, he wouldn’t have giv ...
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