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... Impaled through the shoulder and pinned to the ground by the cleaver, Madam Zhang began to scream in agony.
Her ghostly energy was leaking out, and it was clear that as a “ghost,” she was not far from disintegration.
But the cook wouldn’t waste “ingredients”!
He pulled a burlap sack from his leather apron pocket and walked over to Madam Zhang.
“No attacking other employees during dinner time… that’s the rule.
“You broke the rule… and my little brother here ...
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