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At that moment, appearing at the entrance of the first floor of the loft was a middle-aged swordsman with a small mustache.
The swordsman’s sword was cold.
The swordsman’s expression was cold.
Even the swordsman’s surname was Leng.
"Friend, let’s talk this out, there’s no need to resort to violence, right?"
Zhang San felt that the sword blade could pierce into his throat at any moment, all the way through.
Just then, a cry of alarm from Kong ...
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