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... hen I count to three, then I swear I will let the ground be dyed red by the blood of this little kid of your Ancestral Dragon Tribe!” Feng Yongqing raised the long sword in his hand. His face was extremely cold and his ferocious eyes fell on the ghastly pale face of the little kid in front of him. He did not feel any sympathy in his heart for this little boy.
“One… ”
“Two… ”
“Three!”
He counted very slowly, but his voice was hitting heavily like a big hamm ...
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