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told her anything. All she knew came from Han Bi piece by piece. This feeling was very unpleasant.“Let go!” Wen Nuan said coldly, waving her hand to brush away Ye Feimo. But Ye Feimo held her tightly...up from the floor above, wave after wave. Agents from afar all aimed in his direction, bullets flying towards him like raindrops.Ye Tianyu sneered, picked up a long-barreled gun under his feet, chambe...