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... ng, burly and broad-waisted, was sitting on a stone stool. He had consumed half a liter of alcohol, his face was red and black, and he clutched a handle of a headless hoe in his right hand, glaring with his bullish eyes at the road leading to the village committee.
"Long, are you really planning to use this thing to deal with him?"
Beside him, two skinny youths laughed as they eyed the stick as thick as an arm in his hand. If he swung it at someone’s head, it could kill a man. ...
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