Young Military Rarities

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"Come on, old bastard, do you think you can survive alone?"

Obviously, Leng Yehan would be so unsettled. Professor Wang was furious. A **** glided quickly through his eyes, but Lu Haixuan, who had returned from the shock of his first blood stain, did not give him the opportunity to continue hypocrisy. He waved the watermelon knife and rushed up. The moment he rushed up in the cold night, he figured it out. They and those people have already lived or killed you, but they just follow the trend.

"Dang!"

The sharp watermelon knife was sturdyly chopped on Professor Wang's body, but not only did he have nothing at all, but Lu Haixuan who was exhausted was also shaken by the shock of his arm, and the watermelon knife almost fell to the ground.

"Huh, it's up to you?"

Professor Wang coldly hummed, so that the rest of the people could see his strength. Those who were afraid and shivering, and pale, could not help but raise their backs again. There were no powers and powers, and I saw them here for the first time.

[End of this chapter]

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