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... proudly, his purple hair fluttering in the night breeze.
“Your Majesty, how should we deal with these bodies?” an underling asked.
Wen Sinan said indifferently, “Cut off the leader’s head and place it at the entrance of that bar!”
“Yes!”
Wen Sinan looked toward the direction of the bar, the corners of his mouth slightly curling up beneath the mask.
“I hope you will like this gift…!”
The next day.
Old Stone, following his routine, opened the ...
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