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... as a chaotic mess, with chairs and desks knocked over. Cindy was clearly displeased with Su Ming's lack of progress.
Even through his mask, Su Ming could feel her disdainful gaze, as if mocking him for being unable to handle a mere teenage girl.
He was helpless. What was he supposed to do? Resort to torturing a disabled teenager? Perhaps the old Deathstroke would have, but he wouldn't.
Su Ming pulled up a chair and sat opposite Barbara, the crimson lens on his mask starin ...
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