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... cely and rapidly, wielded with the full strength of a big man.
If it hit Qin Xin’s head, it would surely have burst.
However.
With one hand holding a box of mint seedlings and the other holding a basket of biscuits, Qin Xin raised the hand holding the basket of biscuits at the last moment and grabbed the stick.
In the next second.
"Crack——!"
She snapped the stick in half.
Wu Zhiming was left holding the remaining half of the stick, shaking ...
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