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Chapter 137

Chapter 137

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Meanwhile. Rolf stood in the market of this Infected community. Beneath his loose cloak, he wore a 511-tectac chest rig and carried a KRISS Vector 9 submachine gun. The hot wind of Sargon, laden with dust, whipped against him. A wave of stifling heat washed over him, but he endured it.

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