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Li Xiao felt around his pockets and remembered that he was wearing a combat uniform. He didn't have a dime in his pocket.

He could only speak with even more grievance, "No …"

A few police officers coldly snorted. One of them went up to him and handcuffed both of his hands, then said: "Do you want a document or not? You want the medical fees

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