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Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
An assassin had to remain calm in the face of danger and strike back with a counterattack.
That was your specialty. How much of it do you still remember? Rao Rong glanced up, his eyes wavering. Stop escaping.
Qin Mo was still fighting beasts when he suddenly stilled. He had always been sensitive to danger and thus moved his character towards the bushes at the bottom.
In front of another computer, Quan burst into laughter. "Trying to escape?" He pressed the attack signal and went straight for Qin Mo. He wanted to strike him and with that, everyone watching would be able to tell whose skill was better.
However, Qin Mo dodged and avoided the attack. Quan felt a flush rush up his face as though someone had punched him in the face. But it didn't matter as he wasn't the only one here!
Quan opened the voice chat for the public. "Kill him!"