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Chapter 117 - 115 The 2nd Victim_1
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... The youth known as "Karl" stroked his hair back, placed his hand on his head, and flashed a rakish smile, "I say, old man—do you have any good stuff there?"
As he spoke, the gray mud beside him was churning uneasily, bubbling and gurgling.
Then, Karl suddenly raised his right hand that had been on his hair.
With his palm facing forward, he casually swung his hand.
The mud surged forward like a living thing, as if it would engulf everything and shred everything to ...
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