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Several Dragon Fang agents who had gathered around were also staring intently at the Tang dao in Leo's hand, their eyes filled with a strong desire to possess it.

No matter who encountered such a Divine Weapon from a dream, they would probably have the same thought.

Zhang Huan also couldn't help swallowing, forcing himself to tear his gaze away from the blade in Leo's hand with all his might.

"Why haven't you dragged Ye Wei down yet? Take him back and lock him in the detention room!"

"Huh? Ah, ah!!"

Only then did the people nearby suddenly react. They hurriedly answered, stepping forward to pull Ye Wei up from the ground and prepare to escort him outside.

"Wait!"

Leo directly spoke up.

The moment his words left his mouth, the few people who had stepped forward to escort Ye Wei stopped their movements in unison.

The Dragon Fang agents, who had originally only followed Commander Zhang Huan's orders, now subconsciously obeyed Leo's words, as if Leo were their direct superior.

Leo looked at Ye Wei, whose head hung low and whose face was somewhat pale.

With a light flick of his finger, the gun that had originally been in Zhang Huan's hand suddenly flew up out of thin air and struck toward Ye Wei.

The pistol stirred up a rush of wind as it flew through the air, causing the sharp-nerved Ye Wei to raise his head and catch the pistol, whose speed was not particularly fast.

He looked at Leo with some astonishment, unsure what to say.

"Hold on to the gun properly, but point it at the people who deserve to be pointed at. The gun you're given also represents a responsibility. Don't let down that responsibility, or all the people who trust you!"

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