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... low wall.
She could only run forward, perhaps in exchange for a chance of survival.
Song Yao raised her head and grabbed a handful of soil with both hands. Before the man approached, she exerted strength in her legs and rushed forward.
“She’s there!” When the human trafficker heard the commotion, he immediately reacted and chased after her.
Song Yao was a woman, and her figure was not comparable to the three men. After running a few steps, the three men behind her wer ...
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