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... the iron door.
Before he retreated, he greeted the woman in red with another heavy blow from the club in his hand. At first, the woman was howling in agony, but now she was instinctively crawling inward, trying to escape without being able to make a sound.
Accompanied by various strange noises from inside the room, a fat man armed with a butcher's knife stepped out, his right half of the face completely decayed, and his stomach had a long gash through which red was wriggling, th ...
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