Chapter 867

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  If this was the case, then it would be terrible. His life was all that mattered right now. No matter how reasonable Declan was, he would most likely be imprisoned!   In a nearby corner of a road, someone slowly rolled down the window of a luxurious Maserati, revealing Wen Ziyun's smug face.   "Brat, how dare you fight with me? You're a nobody," Wen Ziyun took his phone from a bodyguard, dialed a number, and said, "Listen, send someone to teach that guy a lesson. I want him to kneel down and beg for my forgiveness!"   Wen Ziyun hung up and signaled the bodyguard to drive on.   Back at the villa, An Qing was so scared that she burst into tears and questioned the police on why they wanted to arrest Declan.   But how could the police explain to civilians what they were investigating? No

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