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... ter the cost.
Unfortunately, there isn’t.
Zhang Yang’s tightly clenched fists kept pounding against the wall in front of him, which was already stained with fresh blood. Zhang Yang’s hands were also a bloody mess.
But the pain in his hands was nothing compared to the pain in his heart.
How could he be so stupid to have trusted Wu Shanshan so easily?
On Jian Dan’s side, after tidying up the “battlefield,” Xiaoting was ready to leave with Zimo and the others ...
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