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... t sorrow and suffering, and it was truly great sorrow and suffering.
This sorrow and suffering, only he understood.
"Hey, bull, stay calm?"
"Moo!"
The Red Bull raised its rump, its fur bristling like steel needles, leaving Zhang Fusheng sitting atop it as if on pins and needles.
In pain, he gritted his teeth and gave its head a firm punch.
’Thud!’
The Red Bull let out a disdainful ’Moo’, and Zhang Fusheng’s fist shattered.
Even as a ...
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