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... t. He stood in the cramped dorm room and recalled the feeling at the moment he threw the stone earlier.
Duan Rong feared that this inspiration gained by chance would soon disappear. His eyes flashed, and he immediately had an idea.
Duan Rong stood there, tossed the towel, and the towel landed steadily on the edge of the wooden plate in the corner of the wall.
Duan Rong chuckled lightly and said, "If I use this hidden weapon technique to shoot, I would be the next Curry!" ...
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