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... es wide open, retaining the pained expressions they had before dying. Blood slowly flowed down from the wounds, forming a pool of blood on the chassis of the car.
"I'm afraid I don't want this car."
He shook his head.
For these people, he has no compassion, because if they don't die, then those who die tonight will be the people in the village.
Holding the bow behind his back, he snatched the guns out of their hands, two rifles, a pistol, and several magazin ...
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