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Liang Wangheng, who had been silent all this time, suddenly threw a punch at He Yaowen. He seemed as if he was going to beat him to the ground. Unfortunately, He Yaowen barely dodged it, and his punch missed.

He Yaowen's heart stopped beating. He crawled weakly to the side of the sofa and wiped his cold sweat, "Bastard, do you want to kill me?"

With a gloomy face