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ever, Mo Yao’s movements were faster still, his silver rifle firing without hesitation, the bullet grazing Fang Jiachi's right arm, tearing through her white coat, and effectively stunning her.In hist...t exposed his fair arms. When Mo Chen touched them, he found them indeed very soft and delicate, not having been exposed to much sunlight. The front of the T-shirt featured a white devil head design,...

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