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... for long when he felt a sharp pain on his hand; the sickle sliced from his left pinky all the way to his wrist.
Blood gushed continuously, and before long, it dyed Mr. Mu’s entire arm red.
"Ah, Dad, you’re bleeding..." Mu Dazhong noticed the situation and couldn’t help but shout loudly.
Mu Danian, standing nearby, lifted his head and saw Old Mrs. Mu’s bleeding left hand. His eyes darted, and he quickly spoke.
"Second Brother, what are you dawdling for? Get Dad ba ...
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