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Chapter 87

Chapter 87

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Sensing that the man had breathed his last, Xiao Qing’s expression grew increasingly cold. "You certainly have a ruthless streak." He beckoned, and two men immediately moved to drag the corpse away. Before they could get close, however, they were struck by silver needles in their acupoints and collapsed to the ground, limp.

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