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Twenty minutes later.
The Manor.
“Fool!” Mr. Sang, dressed in a Tang suit, nearly jabbed his finger into Lin Jun’s nose in rage, “Why couldn’t you contact me? Why?”
“The place was electronically shielded, and later my mobile phone was smashed during the fight…” Lin Jun was wrapped in bandages. Although he was skilled with a knife, having been ‘kissed’ directly by two high-explosive grenades, he was lucky to have half of his hair left.
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