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... A samurai’s sword was already swinging towards Mort Thorne.
Mort dodged, the sharp edge missed his vital parts but left a deep bloody gash on his sturdy back.
His black shirt was torn, and beneath the bloodstain, fresh red flesh and stark white bones were barely visible.
Dianna Hollis glared at Scorpion with reddened eyes, "If you can’t beat Mort Thorne, you use these dirty tricks. You’re despicable."
The samurais were no match for Mort Thorne, but Scorpion knew s ...
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