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... on Ma Manjiang’s face, Han Fei knew it was game over for him... at least this time. He took out the sharpest glass shard he kept from the broken cup and sliced his neck. “Ma Manjiang, I’ll be waiting for you in the depths of hell!” As blood poured out from his artery, Han Fei’s heartbeat slowed. Han Fei knew that dying by his own hands would be a greater and faster release than being captured by Ma Manjiang.
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Opening his eyes, Han Fei’s hands flew involuntarily to his neck. ‘Ma Manj ...
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