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Rollins, who had a face full of madness, was pulled away by him. He bent down to examine the injuries on March Welch's body.

At this moment, March Welch was already unconscious.

His clothes were already tattered, and there were even a few clear footprints on his face. He looked extremely miserable.

Rollins shook his head and stood up