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... and his legs felt weak, trembling as he said, "Sev... Seventh Uncle...."
Yan Nangui was holding the little girl in his arms, his face pale, yet he didn’t utter a word. Yan Nangui’s cold eyes swept over Yan Sheng, and he took big strides forward, kicking him in the stomach, even harder than the last kick, but he held back a bit, knocking Yan Sheng against the wall behind him, before he slid down to the ground.
Yan Sheng clutched his stomach and rolled around on the ground, in sig ...
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