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... a family’s living room.

These girls were all tier-4 Evolved Beings. They didn’t know who Ye Li was, but the murderer who disfigured them was right in front of them.

As the saying went, when enemies met, their eyes blazed with hate.

These tier-4 Evolved Being girls immediately charged towards Ye Li.

The girls’ actions were naturally noticed by the genetic warriors in the hall. They hurriedly stopped them.

“Do you hate me very much?” Ye Li looked at the girl ...

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