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... Xiaozhi from the weirdo.
Despite his attempt, a deep wound left on his left arm.
“Xiaozhi!”
He only heard Xiaozhi in his arms whispering, “Uncle Mark, what about mom…?”
“She… she’s fine.”
“Uncle Mark… shall we go home…? I’m afraid… afraid… I’m in pain… pain…”
Kuck reached out and touched Xiaozhi’s back, tenderly… It was dyed with blood.
“Aiya, I seem to have hit her.” The weirdo laughed twice.
But Kuc ...
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