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Qing Xiang was fuming inside. Thinking of Little Wang and Little Zhao, who were still lying on the bed and unable to move, she could not help but rush over. She brandished her fist and mercilessly beat up that baldy! What the hell was this? He was clearly fighting to the death yesterday, yet he became a colleague today. The speed at which the enemy changed was too fast for Qing Xiangzhu to accept