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Li Banfeng rode a horse carriage and rushed to Freewind Wharf. Inside the carriage were Song Zhigang, the two Martial Cultivators, and several thugs with cultivation.
Ling Miaoying's tape really was effective. Once pressed over a wound, it could stop the bleeding and hold the injury together for a while. Those men could no longer move, but they were still barely alive.
By the time Li Banfeng drove into Freewind Wharf, it was already eight o'clock in the evening. The wharf was still bustling, with people coming and going everywhere.
Li Banfeng circled around to the warehouse behind Freewind Wharf. When no one was paying attention, he had the Film Projector summon a helper to unload the carriage.
The Film Projector had learned its lesson and did not dare summon a woman this time. The women it summoned always stripped first and worked afterward.
Fortunately, the film Ling Miaoying had recorded earlier was still there. The Film Projector played her image and helped Li Banfeng carry the dozen or so people into the warehouse.
Once the carriage had been emptied, Li Banfeng returned to his room and found the key beneath his bed. Then he went back to the warehouse, recorded a segment with the Film Projector, opened the door, and entered the Pocket Dwelling.
The Gramophone shouted furiously,...
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