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Receiving the walkie-talkie, a malevolent smile appeared on Su Hao's face. He said coldly: "No need, I'll do it myself."

As soon as he finished speaking, the dagger in Su Hao's hand pierced right through the retreating soldier's neck as if piercing through tofu. In the blink of an eye, a column of blood flowed down along the blade radiating cold light!

Su Hao pressed his walkie-talkie