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... front of him were a few Foundation Establishment Stage freelance martial artists.
At this moment, expressions of greed appeared on the faces of these freelance martial artists.
One of them, a bearded freelance martial artist, laughed loudly and blocked the youth’s path of retreat.
“Hahaha! Kid, give it to me!”
The youth in cotton clothes was merely able to protect the medicine bottle in his arms. His gaze was fearless as he looked at the unaffiliated cult ...
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