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Lu Fang, who had turned to leave, suddenly stopped dead in his tracks. He then turned around, smiled, and said, "Yes. He does not think it, but in this city, he is god."
Zhou Qingyu was so angry that he shouted, "You think you can get out of this place alive? You should have accepted my gift while I was still being nice. Now that you have decided to become my enemy, there is nowhere that you will go." After saying that, a sinister smile crept across his lips before he shouted, "Now!"
As soon as he said that, a group of men came rushing toward the police officers holding him. Some were armed with guns, others with strange-looking weapons. The police had not anticipated this, and several officers quickly drew their own guns. The tension was palpable, thick enough to cut with a knife.