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Crippled

編集者: Atlas Studios

Du Lang pointed at the three of them and spoke fiercely.

The three young men also wiped the cold sweat off their foreheads, not knowing what to say.

At this moment, suddenly.

More than ten Rolls-Royces suddenly surged into the Iron Horse Plaza, attracting the attention of passers-by and shocking them.

Right on the heels of that, the Rolls-Royces drove to Du Lang's side and surrounded the three of them. Then, more than 20 bodyguards in formal suits and sunglasses alighted from the car.

Du Lang and the others were dumbfounded when they saw this scene. Their faces were covered in cold sweat.

They had never seen such a scene before. They exclaimed in their hearts.

"What the f*ck is going on?"

"What are these people doing?"

"A convoy of Rolls-Royces… Oh my god…"

"What are they doing? Did those young men call them over?"

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