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Chapter 141: Bullet Dance At The Port
Author: Putri Haruya
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"Shoot under the pier! He fell in the water, don't let the bastard get back up!" a hoarse voice shouted from right above Raka, followed by the whiz of bullets slicing through the water near him.

The freezing, stinging saltwater immediately jolted Raka's survival instincts back to life, instincts that had momentarily faded after the heavy impact of the collapsing containers. He was forced to let himself sink a few yards below the surface of the wet pier to dodge the hail of live ammunition fired
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