Chen Shouyi hurriedly rushed out to search.
At that time, he threw out his briefcase, and although he didn't use his full strength, it was quite powerful. If it hadn't hit a building, it probably could have flown three to four hundred meters.
It's been such a long time; could someone have picked it up?
The more he thought about it, the more worried he became.
Ignoring the shocking nature of it, he prepared to bind the air and step into the sky to search.
However, just as the thought arose, he felt a ripping pain in his head. He couldn't help but grunt, and continued to grit his teeth, stepping into the air one step at a time.
Ever since he escaped from the God of Hunting, his head had been constantly aching with stabbing pains, and it had become difficult to concentrate. He originally thought it was mental exhaustion, but now it seemed more serious than he imagined.
Yet at this time, he didn't have the luxury to focus on it.
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