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lan rigidly.As Rong Ling's car was about to pass the two cars flanking him, suddenly two balls of fire were thrown from inside the cars. Rong Ling clenched his hands on the steering wheel, his pupils...fic time to do so—neither sooner nor later—leaves no room for him to overthink.Jiang Yancheng, that old fox, had started sending people to keep an eye on Wu Shengnan a long time ago. Jiang Yancheng's...