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... lying on the ground.
He felt he hadn’t landed a single hit on the man.
"How are you like Laowu, ready to fight at a moment’s disagreement..."
Yet the black-haired man had opened a Magic Shield on his right, stepped back two steps, his lips slightly parted, his eyes showing a hint of astonishment— as if he had just been struck and had barely blocked the sneak attack.
"I don’t care who Laowu is."
Carmel’s forehead veins throbbed, and in the next instant, he ...
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