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Zheng Qing was wearing a black plaid shirt, blue casual pants, and a jade pendant hanging around his neck. He still couldn't hide his ruffian look. He drove a Honda car to the downstairs of Mu's Group and saw Lu Feng standing at the intersection. He quickly lowered the window and shouted in the direction of Lu Feng....