Powerful God-slaughtering/C126
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C126

With a "crash," the windshield of the SUV shattered. Wu Liang rushed into the crowd with the angle iron in his hand.

"Hey!" "Drink!" In the crowd, Wu Liang saw each of them being cut. Although the angle iron in his hand didn't have an edge, each blow could inflict one serious injury.

Qin Shou didn't want to be outdone

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