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... o execute Rose on the spot. After all, Rose is still a woman, even if she has underworld connections. Lin Mu doesn’t have the habit of hurting women. Scaring her a bit is fine, but for a mere foot-washing girl to think of killing a North African Battlefield Special Forces King—what wishful thinking!

"Bang!"

Just then, the door to the room suddenly burst open with a kick, and a dozen or so shirtless men holding blades rushed in. One of them was a bald, tattooed man with a big gold ...

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