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... lled with black-red sludge, rotating round and round like minced meat in a blender.
In the next second, it jammed and stopped.
Lou Rui angrily kicked the stalled wheel, and his boot was instantly covered in wet, shredded meat remnants.
He irritably tugged at his collar, then spat fiercely in the direction of the cart, cursing:
"Those bastards in Death Row make a mess and just drop it on us to handle, fuck their mothers."
Lou Rui’s face was rugged, simmerin ...
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