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Qian YunSheng was forcefully pinned down on the sofa, squirming and struggling intensely. His appearance was in disarray: a white handkerchief was crudely shoved into his mouth, and his unruly hair clung to his sweat-drenched forehead, forming small wet strands. His eyes were bloodshot, and tiny blood vessels crisscrossed his eyeballs, creating a never-before-seen expression of ferociousness. His gaze burned with fiery fury as he glared fiercely at the man before him, while muffled sobs ...
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