"The paintings you mentioned? You don't mean the ones they're carrying, do you...?" Wenren Junfu pointed to the people hanging paintings on the wall not far away and said.
Amplified by the car's sound system, the voice carried clearly into the distance. The rider in front could hear Lin Feng shouting loud and clear. He turned his head and, sure enough, saw the dark barrel of a gun pointed right at him, sending a sudden chill all over his body.
Lin Ping hurriedly went to pull and persuade Fu Huaicheng, but her legs kept turning to jelly and agony filled her face, as if she had been kicked quite hard.
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