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... wrist and shouted afterwards.
"what!"
His shouts were torn apart sharply, causing everyone who heard it to tremble inwardly, as if they felt the pain firsthand.
Li Feiyu didn't even frown, as the hatchet in his hand swept across.
Grunt.
The head of the screaming young man rolled to the ground, blood gushing out from the broken neck.
Like a fountain, it splashed more than a meter high.
The leg of the young man standing next to him was a little sof ...
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