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... Bi Xia laughed and turned to walk out of the dark cell. Her starry eyes glanced at another already open dark cell, paused slightly, and said to the person at the door, "Take them directly to the interrogation room."

After speaking, she turned and headed toward the interrogation room. Screams echoed one after another, and her starry eyes grew darker. She stepped into the blood-scented interrogation room. Bi Xia looked at Bi Qingyun covered in blood and then glanced at the assortment of in ...

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