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With red-rimmed eyes, the man returned, the bloodstains at the corner of his mouth stark against his skin. He scooped up the boy and settled him onto his back, instructing firmly, "Yong, hold onto your dad's neck and don't let go." He secured the boy with a strip of cloth, then gently lifted the swaddled baby from the ground. Casting a glance at the beautiful woman and three men locked in combat