Chapter 1895 Silver Nitrate

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Late at night.

You can't see a figure on the brightly lit Bund Road.

It's just over 11 o'clock, but there's no one on the road. Even the supermarkets and bars around have closed their doors early.

When the chilly wind came from a distance, it blew...

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