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It turned out that the attack was beyond his expectations as well.
It wasn't an order he had given.
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Old Zhou saw Xiao Yan still pointing the gun at him, and suddenly raised his hand to push down the dark barrel in the man's hand.
"Misfires happen all the time, Xiao Yan, you were also cultivated by me, to point a gun at me like this is a bit too much, isn't it? If this were ancient times, this would be considered an act of betraying and destroying your forebears."
Xiao Yan's anger was too intense to express.
"Old Zhou, is this how you treat your subordinates? Huh, and you keep saying we have a mentor-protégé relationship."
"We've all been used by you." These words, Xiao Yan almost shouted out.
Compared to Xiao Yan's rage, Old Zhou's demeanor had become much calmer.