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Chapter 152 - Death Trap
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... plode. The high-temperature iron rod slowly approached his lips.
He struggled with all his might. He could already feel the scorching temperature. It was imaginable that if this thing was going to be stabbed into his mouth!
He did not dare to imagine.
The bullet curtain rolled crazily. All of them were amazed at the Death Judge’s strength.
Not only did he have to defeat Brent physically, but he also had to defeat Brent mentally.
This was double t ...
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