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... t care what choices Lerole was making.
She glanced indifferently at Yovan, who sat on the bed with a bitter expression, clicked her tongue, pulled out her handgun, chambered a round, and fired directly at Yovan’s groin.
With a loud "bang" from the handgun, the bullet pierced the wooden board and hit the ground.
Yovan shuddered, his complexion deathly pale, his gaze vacant, and slowly, a smelly yellow liquid began to seep from beneath him.
He had been scared into p ...
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