On the Night of the Massacre, I Mastered the Muscle-Tendon Transformation Classic!
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The voice behind the hunched figure wasn't loud, but when it reached his ears, it was like a thunderclap.
Startled, he turned around abruptly, instinctively wanting to shout and demand an explanation.
But suddenly a hand appeared out of nowhere and covered his mouth.
The force was so great that it sent the object flying into the air.
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