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... n was hit twice in succession, feeling a bout of dizziness as he sank to the ground.
He saw the fresh blood dripping from his palm and began to roar, "Ah ... boy, you ... you’re fucking asking for death!"
"What’s going on?"
"Damn, another fight? Everyone’s fucking hot-headed lately!"
"Damn, it’s a rich guy! That luxury car can’t be cheap can it? The windshield’s completely shattered, such a pity."
The market’s peak hours are in the morning, but there are s ...
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