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The man was very close to Zhang Luo. When he said that, his saliva had already sprayed onto his face. It was precisely because of this aura that the man was scared to death.

"Stop, what are you doing?"

The man looked at Zhang Luo in panic. He didn't want to die.

However, his rod was tightly held in Zhang Luo's hand.

Zhang Luo used one hand to bend the rod. When he saw the bent rod