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... ered her forehead.
Couldn't it hurt, the other party is a baseball bat, and your head isn't smashed to blossom and you are all lucky.
Just then, the hooligan held up the stick again and smashed towards his face.
Click--
Chen Yan didn't wait for the disfigurement stick to fall on his face.
One hand chopped off the hooligan's wrist, and the right fist was already in the hooligan's belly.
The hooligan covered his stomach, then knelt on the ground, his body ...
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