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As though he had been hit in the chest, Third Young Master Ye's heart was hurting. The pain, which overwhelmed him with heartache and rage, sent Third Young Master Ye's bones clacking as he suppressed the emotions. His face also turned pale.

His face was devoid of life.

Ning Ning, that was his Ning Ning!

"This was just sent over to forbid us from helping you," Chu Li said with a deep yet slightly tense voice as he restrained his anger lest he lose his mind. "Third Young Master Ye, our enemies are in the dark. You have to be prepared to act alone."

With three terrorists' life in the balance—Ning Ning, Wei Wei, and Eleven—it was akin to them chopping off the First Organization's limbs as Chu Li could not belittle three lives. He was also very curious as to who had such an intricate understanding of the First Organization.