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[Excerpt from No. 731 Nanmen Street] I looked at the long-haired man indifferently, and saw him wave his hand, and the crowd automatically separated into a lane, and he walked over. It seems that this is the person in charge. The man walked up to me, knelt down and looked level with me. Only then did I finally see his eyes clearly. After just one glance, I looked away. To be honest, his eyes didn't give me a ferocious feeling, and there was no wolf-like ambition in them. This at least made me realize that he was not an irrational superior, but I felt fear. I don't know where the fear in my heart came from, but then I knew it and had the same eyes. My eyes glanced around, and for a moment, I heard a chuckle. What does he want to do? I knew that my cold expression was almost showing its flaws. There were beads of sweat on my palms. My eyes unconsciously glanced at Ling Yong who was being pressed by two people. At that moment, I was stunned. I saw him staring at me without blinking, his eyes almost piercing me. In an instant, I suddenly came back to my senses. I raised my head again, but I didn't see those terrifying eyes, but a hand. The man pressed the back of my neck and I passed out, but at that moment I finally saw clearly what Ling Yong was really staring at. That's a ring. He was staring at a ring. Why? But I didn't allow myself to think too much. There was darkness in front of me.