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"What are you doing here?" Zhou Bao said, surprised by Wang She's voice.

"We'll talk about it later!" Wang She answered with a cold expression. He looked at the Child-endowing Buddha whose pieces were scattered all over the floor, and the strange half whip which was floating still in the air. "Small Bao, just let him go. I'll owe you a favor for this."

"No way, Chief Wang! Why are you doing this for him? Do you know him?" Although the two were good friends, Zhou Bao still could not let it go just because Wang She asked him to. To say it nicely, this odd Child-endowing Buddha was disrupting people's mind in Zhou Bao's territory. But to say it badly, he was trying to make him a cuckold. Zhou Bao was not a broad-minded man, especially when it came to these sensitive issues. He would have punched anyone who was trying to stop him if they were not Wang She.

"No, I don't, but I do know his background. Listen, let him go, or you'll get yourself into big trouble!"