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The knife fell smoothly, and then there was the dull sound of a subway hammer hitting meat.

It fell.

Support it.

Lightly place it on the roof beam, face the dust and eat the dust.

Zhou Jun had been practicing his fist for many days, and he had thrown out six to seven thousand punches. Naturally, he had a lot of control over this strength. Moreover, when he did not use any skills