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"Dad, they...are they dead?"
Jiang He shouted tremblingly.
"I have no idea...."
Jiang Biesong took a deep puff of his cigarette, his brows furrowed.
The man said expressionlessly, "Martin Jiang was able to appear out of nowhere in front of your car and stop you. The timing doesn't make sense, and our people didn't kill him. This doesn't make sense either!"
"Second uncle, are you saying that Martin Jiang is a peerless master? He killed our people, and then flew over the eaves and...