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Shi qinglan’s beautiful eyes were a little cold.
She clutched her phone tightly, her palms even sweating. She was so angry that her chest heaved up and down.
“What happened?” Bo chicheng’s voice rang out.
He didn’t want to interrupt her phone call, but he noticed that the girl’s mood was a little off, so he walked over.
Shi qinglan had already hung up the phone. She pursed her red lips and said after a mont, “Jiang Yan has been taken away by the Crimson night Alliance.
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