"He's an internal member of the Interpol. He joined the ghost fire for the sake of..." The words behind

have not been uttered yet. They are knocked down directly by the white-edged scabbard in the lower abdomen. The viscera is like turning over the river and overturning the sea. The whole person's expression becomes distorted.

Zhao Bin stared at Bai Jian angrily. If he was given a chance to live, he would let the woman try his best.

"Zhao Bin, Zhao Bin, I thought at first that you really knew some secrets to keep your group alive. Now it seems that I really should have killed those people."

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