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... hed toward Qin Huai. Yet, before they could even take their first steps, streaks of blood light were faster, pouncing onto their faces. In an instant, they were blasted into oblivion.
A handful of more seasoned martial artists reacted more prudently to Tang Ying’s provocation. Instead of advancing, they retreated. A casino manager even warned his nephew, “Kid, we shouldn’t involve ourselves in such matters.”
“Why?” his nephew asked.
“Do you know who Tang Ying is? Even he’ ...
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