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Chapter 1879 : Still have gifts?

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Ruo Bing, who was standing next to He Tingyu, was also slightly startled...

After being with him for so long, it was the first time I saw him smile.



The smile on the corner of He Tingyu's lips flashed away, as if it didn't exist, and the warmth in his eyes disappeared without a trace. He stood up slowly, looked at the people present with sharp and cold eyes, and curled his lips coldly.

Two words that were inaudible came out: "Really?"

At the same time, he raised his hand.

The sound of the air being cut...

Time seems to have stood still...

There was a sudden bang behind the man who had just launched the attack, and his henchman fell to the ground. There was a hole between his eyebrows, and blood gushed out from it.

His eyes were still open, but in just a few seconds, the man who had been shouting with the Lord just now died.

For a moment, everyone present except He Tingyu and Ruo Bing were looking around for the sniper's location...

They all panicked.

"He Tingyu! You!"

The man who had just spoken shook his body angrily, looked around nervously, and did not dare to say any arrogant words easily.

He really didn't expect that He Tingyu would openly take the lives of people around them in front of them, obviously telling them that their lives were in his hands...

"I advise all uncles to think clearly as soon as possible. If this waste continues, who will suffer the loss?"
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