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Pow! Pow! Pow!

The small vine was too fast. Before the group of old men could react, two or three of the mutant rice leaves had already been plucked off.

"Aiya, I have no choice!" "Comrade Ming Yu, please stop!"

"Comrade Ming Yu, it will hurt!"

"We can't fight, we can't fight!"

Seeing how the mutated rice was being beaten up by the small vines