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Intelligence.

"Let me in"

Mad Fang stood in the darkness, his black windbreaker bulging.

"Yes!"

The guard actually didn't say anything and opened the door!

As if he had just returned home, kuang Ya walked towards Li Mingwei's office with big strides.

At this moment, li Mingwei was checking the confidential documents regarding the Dragon Hidden Team on his computer. Suddenly