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Xue Dinggui emerged from the clinic visibly rattled. It was unthinkable to him that Ma Fengyong, a man who usually stumbled over his words, had the audacity to aim a gun at him, leaving Xue feeling utterly disgraced. As he plotted Ma's demise in his mind, his envoy from the convoy returned with news. "Mayor, the convoy's gone!"

"Really gone? Which way did they head?" Xue asked

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