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The black-clothed man came aggressively, his figure turning into a gust of wind as he rushed towards Lin Yuner. His fingers were like the claws of an eagle, aiming straight for Zhang Xiaofann's throat.

Seeing this, Zhang Xiaofann remained unmoved. He slightly turned his body to dodge the claw attack, and with his other hand on his shoulder, he pulled him down with a fierce force