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... frozen in place.
“Little brother, now that’s what I call magic.”
Su Ming’s smile was warm as he leisurely stood up.
Zhou Guozhi’s hand shook as he reached out and picked up a brick.
It was solid and heavy. If it struck him, it would surely crack his skull.
With so many bricks, where could Su Ming possibly have hidden them? How did he produce them?
On television, magicians made planes, cannons, rockets, and tanks disappear.
But that was all ...
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