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... tiff, but the next second, the sky was sprayed with blood, and a scalpel mark almost cut through the bone appeared on the body, spanning the entire chest, from the left shoulder to the right waist.

If it is an ordinary person who has suffered such an injury, it is undoubtedly a heavy injury, but it is different for Cato, who has an extraordinary ability to recover.

Although the blood spraying at the beginning was horrifying, it only stopped for a few moments. At the same time, the ...

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