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little b*tch!”

The few of them were walking forward when they saw another wave of people.
That wave of people was Chen Qing’s men.
Chen Qing had long instructed them not to chase after them and let them leave alive.

In Gu Zhou’s ward.

From his earpiece, Chen Qing learned that his men had already encountered Sha He and the others.
Only then did he walk up to Gu Zhou and say in a low voice, “Second Young Master, they’ve already arrived at the first floor.”

“Okay,” Gu Zhou replied and glanced at the door of the ward.

…..

Chen Qing walked to the door of the ward and closed it.

Gu Zhou looked up at Qiao Nian and said calmly, “Those people have all left.
You can remove the needles now.”

Qiao Nian nodded and took out a silver needle.
Right now, Dao Wen could only speak and not move.

Dao Wen still wanted to hit Gu Zhou and Qiao Nian and complete the mission with his life, but he couldn’t move.
A gun was aimed at his left temple.

Dao Wen was so angry that he was panting heavily.
He said angrily, “Why… why did you frame me? Are you acting on purpose? Who are you acting for?”

“What are you talking about? Why don’t I understand?” Qiao Nian blinked in confusion and called out with a smile, “Brother, aren’t you happy that we saved you?”

Dao Wen looked at Qiao Nian’s bright smile.
He was so angry that he wanted to punch Qiao Nian in the face, but he couldn’t move at all.

In his anger, Dao Wen’s face turned red.
He gritted his teeth, his gaze lingering on Qiao Nian and Gu Zhou’s faces.
“It’s Ba Song?”

Dao Wen thought of Ba Song, who had shot him just now.
He had never expected Ba Song to shoot him.
The two of them had been with Old Master Cui for a long time!

That wasn’t right.

Dao Wen’s eyes gradually calmed down.
He had known Ba Song for more than ten years.
Ba Song had a one-track mind.
He could not think so much.

In the past, when Ba Song lied, he would blush for a long time!

Dao Wen recalled the text from Old Master Cui and gasped.
Could it be Chang Feng?

Dao Wen lowered his gaze slightly and inadvertently saw the pocket watch hanging around his neck.
A pocket watch!

Dao Wen felt a chill run down his spine.
Chang Feng had given him this pocket watch in the past.