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... the line of horses, there was a man riding a tall horse, holding a whip. The man continually shouted slogans, occasionally snapping the whip, yet never really letting it fall on the horses’ backs. Evidently, he was commanding these mutated horses.
Behind the man commanding the mutated horses was a group of soldiers in camouflage uniforms. When Lin Shuangshuang saw these people in camouflage, she breathed a sigh of relief because they were familiar faces. These soldiers in camouflage were ...
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