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... resolve themselves right there. After evaporating, it was drenched by rain, and the odor lingered for a long time.
Walking deeper, the man with a tattoo of a descending tiger grabbed Wang Anfeng and slammed him heavily against the wall. The dagger in his hand looked very sharp and luxurious as it pressed against Wang Anfeng's neck. With a sinister grin, he said:
"You're a smart guy, little brother. You know what we want, so I'll cut to the chase. One person, a hundred taels of si ...
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