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erator to the floor, the silver-gray Mercedes sped past like a gust of wind, quickly leaving the truck far behind. The driver, keeping a wary eye on both the rear and front, struggled to pull his phon...Lin Meng's hand once more, the wind whipping around them."About this, I've only told you besides my family. Please don't tell anyone else. Sooner or later, Little Wave's revenge will be served, Rong S...