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"Brothers, this is where the live broadcast will end. We'll meet again another day." After playing a few more suicide games, Fang Rui turned off the live broadcast at 11 o'clock at night.

The night, the night, was an unusual one.

His body was already so strong. If he continued to be strong, Fang Rui would not know what to look like. He wouldn't turn into a monster would he?

With that in mind