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Chapter 450: Come With Us
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... per into the decaying heart of the slums, where the streetlights were all smashed and the air smelled of wet ash. They stopped in front of a monolithic, rusted warehouse that looked more like a tomb than a building.
"As I told you on the way," the muscular man said, lowering his gaze to her. His voice had lost its earlier warmth, replaced by a cold, transactional tone.
"You will meet some kids in there. They are sick, so they’ll say anything to you... Don’t believe their nonsen ...
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