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In one room, a man in a black T-shirt was sliding a knife on another man tied to a chair. His movements were slow, but the man was expressionless, and he wasn't scared by the cold glint of the knife.

"Han Xiu, you really thought that we could meet again. Aren't you dead? I saw your body. I was struck to death by lightning. "

The speaker was very curious about why the dead man was still alive