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Sou sou!
Two sonic booms sounded out. Two small battle-ax missiles with long tails of fire red tails flew towards Guo Zhenyu.
"Hmph, a mere missile dares to stop me?"
Guo Zhenyu let out a cold snort. With his keen perception, he could clearly sense the trajectory of the missiles. In his eyes, the two missiles were as slow as a snail