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... ke—his purpose was not to fight his way out by force; impossible.
Until the wine bottle was swung out, the idea in Qing Jiuliu's mind was only a vague outline; but it was like walking a tightrope, if he didn't try, he didn't know whether he would succeed or would fall off the sky .
The tall and strong man grinned slightly, and instead of raising his hands and moving, he slammed his head on the head, hitting the wine bottle in Qing Jiuliu's hand with a "bang". The wine bottle shatte ...
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