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Chapter two hundred and thirteenth shot)(2/2)

Mo Sen appeared at the bedside, looking at the Tianlong in front of him with dangerous eyes.

Nowadays, ordinary guns will not pose any threat to you at all, unless you are a top sniper from this world.

But he still felt angry.

Reason suppressed him from taking action directly to kill the staff-making thing in front of him.

"kill?"

When I looked behind him, the knife had already been unsheathed.

"No, if we kill him, we will have no choice but to leave the navy and wander to the sea." Mawson restrained his murderous intention.

There is another reason. The phone bug and the gun appearing here are a bit too coincidental.

If no one was behind this, he would have eaten the gun.

However, the person's structure and IQ are just like this.

Murlocs that hate humans?

If you don't bother them, they will burn incense, and you dare to flirt with them.

act recklessly.

As for this guy, we can't just take advantage of him. After all, he just wanted his own life.

Mo Sen stretched out his fingers and tapped the Tianlongren quickly several times.

With his current combat power, it would be a trivial matter to inflict some hidden injuries on this guy without anyone noticing.

As for when it will explode in the future, it has nothing to do with Mawson.
Chapter completed!
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