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... ntion of their neighbors.
The villagers found a way to break open the door. Armed with sticks and sickles, they charged upstairs, only to find that Shi Derong had long since stopped breathing.
He was drenched from head to toe; water dripped from his clothes without needing to be wrung out. His legs were spread apart, hands propping him up from the ground as he sat in the doorway of the side bedroom, head drooping onto his chest. His face was swollen to a purplish-red, his bulging ...
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