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... uards immediately surrounded them.

"Who dares to break into the Huangsha Gang leader's mansion?"

 The leader shouted sharply.

Jiang Heng ignored the others and threw the middle-aged man to the ground.

The middle-aged man hurriedly got up, glared at the guard leader, and shouted in a deep voice: "Get out of here!"

Several guards were about to get angry, but when they saw the middle-aged man's face, they were suddenly shocked.

 “Master Wan Gang?”

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