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Chapter 689 Traces(2/2)

No one else dared to speak.

Under the drizzle, Yang Yuying and Xiu Ke couldn't see clearly the faces of her face, but the whole house was letting the knight break into stone powder with a knife. It was simply the ability to break the mountain and break the stone. Who dared to speak?

"Isn't it gone?"

Xiu Ke finally stopped, rubbed his hair hard, stared at his communicator for several times, and gritted his teeth and said, "His grandma, the latest federal detector I bought is said to be able to supply the detection energy of the entire galaxy. It's just this broken thing? What's the thing!"

Yang Yuying was calmer than him. She reached out to catch the raindrops falling from the sky. She turned to look at Linda who was half unconscious and said softly: "Look for an empty room, I have something to ask Miss Linda."

Edward was stunned for a moment and wanted to say that Miss Linda needed treatment, but for some reason, this sentence turned around in his throat and failed to say it.

Devin and Jason also said nothing.

Edward was confused now and had no idea what was going on, but he knew very well that not to mention his status at this time, only those with big fists could speak.

The group quickly moved to the next room. Xiu Ke stood at the door for a while, staring at the room with a very alert scrutiny.

Edward almost thought he was going to continue to tear down other people's guest rooms, so he finally walked into the house.

Linda half-lying on the bed, she found a doctor to bandage the wound again, and seemed to have fallen asleep, but Yang Yuying walked to her and stared at her for three seconds.

In just three seconds, even Edward felt the hair on his arms suddenly rise, and his heart was beating. Linda obviously couldn't stand the pressure, and she burst into tears, curled up in a ball, crying so hard that she could hardly get angry.
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