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Chapter 465

Chapter 465

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Only a few regular customers knew that the old lady had appeared on the very first day Xiaoyao Restaurant opened. She had come to support Zhao Tiezhu, demonstrating powerful backing. Inside a Mercedes-Benz parked outside, a voice filled with resentment spoke up: "So Liu Mingfang really is Zhao Tiezhu’s patron. No wonder the bureau chief above was investigated." The voice sounded lispy; the speaker had lost all his front teeth, and his face was a miserable mosaic of bruises. Beside him, a woman with her head wrapped in bandages glared viciously at the restaurant, tugging at a collar that felt stifling. Beneath the fabric, faint red fingerprints were visible—marks from a beating.

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