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... ing off as it made contact.
His left arm had long been replaced with a metal prosthetic, made from high-grade alloy. From the collision with the curved blade, only a thin scratch appeared.
Amid the coconut grove.
The man in the white gauze wielded a blade in one hand and a gun in the other, moving like a spinning top, constantly twisting left and right.
Sometimes slashing, sometimes shooting.
At close range, he didn’t aim for Song Ran’s vital points but ta ...
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