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... Reon thought, his eyes fluttering open slowly.
"Please don’t hurt him... I beg of you... Please..."
Mei Lin’s trembling voice reached his ears. She was kneeling in front of the group leader—a bulky man with two scars slashing across his face.
Her short hair fell over her eyes, hiding her expression.
"And why shouldn’t we?" the leader replied coldly, his tone devoid of empathy.
’Right... I was hit in the head with a metal club. I let it happen to sell the a ...
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