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... s they burn.
Looking at the torn-apart corpses in front of him and hearing the terrified screams all around, Wang Xindong’s expression grew subtly more troubled.
He was clad in a simple grey cloth jacket, his robust arms exposed under the bloody sunset, complex scars scattered across the skin evident on his shoulders. A cold wind mixed with the smell of blood blew gently past, lifting his grizzled hair.
He squinted his eyes and took a step forward.
On the wide str ...
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