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"Who I am is not important; what matters is that you guys are screwed."
Xiao Chen looked at the eldest of the Xiangxi Four Ghosts indifferently and said, "I've long heard about your evil deeds. Today, you're unlucky to bump into me."
After speaking, Xiao Chen took a step forward and annihilated him.
"Still not good enough."
Having disposed of the Xiangxi Four Ghosts, Xiao Chen sighed. There really wasn't a single good fighter among them; the battle was somewhat boring.
On the other side, the battle was gradually coming to an end.
Huang An stared, dumbfounded, as his men fell one after another.
From over a thousand to just a few dozen now; this was truly embarrassing.
Even Huang An himself was injured.
He never thought that there would come a day when he would fall in a small place like Glazed Glass City.
He looked up and saw the scene where the leader of the Xiangxi Four Ghosts was killed, and his hair stood on end with horror.
