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... devoted servant really did fire on me—if I had been just the slightest bit slower, the bullets would have lodged themselves in my brain, not even giving me the chance to turn into an aberrant!
Almost dying in the most random manner pissed me off to no end. I threw a punch at him, then started slapping his face non-stop!
Blackie originally moved to stop me, but when he saw that I was just slapping him, he fell into an awkward silence.
After a dozen consecutive slaps, I fi ...
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