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... d, blood gushing from his shattered legs, the air thick with the nauseating scent of blood.
Sweat beads the size of peas emerged on his forehead, and he stared fixedly in the direction of Mo Ningxiang, wanting desperately to crawl over even though his legs were crippled.
"Ningxiang, are you okay?"
Mo Ningxiang was already in tears, seeing Lin Fan's condition felt like her heart was being torn apart and ruthlessly trampled, the pain was indescribable.
"Brother Lin ...
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