"It just depends on your choice." As the mustache rose and fell, the man said softly, and turned his eyes to the young man in front of him again, "You know the current situation, I don't need people who are useless to me..." His voice was low but with an invisible strength. Although his eyes were emotionless, they revealed a dangerous signal, "If you want to continue to work for me, you must pick up the gun."
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"Name, what name... I have long forgotten my original name."
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"This is your destiny!!! You bleed the blood of the ruler, even if you want to escape, you can't escape!!!"