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... ed in a movie. At the moment, he felt like his heart was being squeezed tightly by a hand.


When that diehard fan, who was wearing the merchandise shirt of the Flash and was still yelling “baby, I love you” a second ago, pointed the automatic rifle in her hands at the Flash sitting on the chair with a devastated look on her face…


Then, the Flash’s painful begging and his whimpering were extremely clear in Jim’s ears.


What Jim realized at this moment was that a person ...

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Confusion etched across his face, he murmured to himself, “Whose shop is this?”

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