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... ever spent since he had transmigrated. If it was not for the monkey wine, he would have ripped the old man’s head off and kicked it like a ball.
The next day, when the sky was just beginning to brighten, the little langurs woke up from their sleep and found Locke. They began to make squeaking sounds. All of them panicked behind the leaves as if they had seen some terrifying monster.
“What are they talking about?” Locke was woken up by the langurs and asked Angela beside him. ...
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