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... r and pressed against the crack to listen to the sounds outside.
After a moment, he lowered his palm and whispered, "Those are human footsteps, no less than three people."
The bearded man put down his bottle and picked up his hunting rifle.
Meanwhile, the short-haired man stood by the window and looked outside through the glass.
"Passersby, who are you?"
The short-haired man asked loudly.
Taking advantage of the short-haired man’s shout, the bearde ...
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