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Chapter 112

Chapter 112

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"Relax, let me adjust your posture. Trust me." Unlike their usual tone of conversation, Zhao Ling felt that the words spoken right beside her ear carried a calming, reassuring power. She let the person beside her tap several parts of her body, adjust the angle of the rifle barrel, and re-aim.

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