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... to cut off my hand... Ah, no... cut off my leg... that’s not right... I still choose to cut off my hand... Can I forfeit?" Wang Qian, kneeling on the ground, struggled to make a decision.
At this moment, Wang Qian truly looked ashen.
This choice was too difficult; Wang Qian found it impossible to decide, feeling that if he lost his hands, even using chopsticks would be a problem, better off dead than that.
But if he lost his legs, wouldn’t he become a useless cripple, nee ...
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