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At this moment, Zhou Feihu's eyes widened. Because his hand was empty, he could only see a pitch-black muzzle pointed at his head!

Zhou Feihu was somewhat dumbfounded. He did not understand what was going on at all. The pistol was clearly in his hand, so why did it suddenly appear in Lin Qing's hand? Was this magic? How else was this possible?

Looking at the dazed Zhou Feihu