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... long from underneath the chair. Then he pushed open the door and got down.
The fat man beside Song Qingchun followed soon after. He pulled a dagger about ten centimeters long from his pocket and unsheathed it. He looked at it, and as if unsatisfied, he tossed the dagger back into the car and searched for a wooden stick from underneath the seat. This time, Song Qingchun got a clearer look, and the wooden stick had been sharpened at one end.
The fat man didn't close the door, so Song ...
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