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... cles are like carved rocks.
His face is like a knife, his eyes are sharp, and there is a knife in the middle of a short hair. It is shocking.
"Hey! Hey! Hey-"
A continuous fist hits a huge cowhide sandbag and makes a heavy muffled sound.
A middle-aged man in a suit, tie, glasses and relatively short stature is standing in the back with a cold sweat.
"You said... the gunmen we sent didn't come back... the guns are all gone?"
When the man who heard the box ...
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