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... is left hand was holding a ball of beating flesh, and his right hand was holding a strange-looking bone.
The hooded man slowly approached the car that was buried in shelves and cargo. He raised his hand to lift a shelf and looked toward the cab through the broken window.
There was nothing inside, not to mention people, not even a drop of blood!
The hooded man was immediately frightened and felt that something was wrong. Just as he was about to retreat, a cold feeling sud ...
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