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Blood was everywhere, and the smell of blood made Han Luo feel nauseous. At this moment, Young Hooligan, who was outside, ran towards Han Luo with a savage face.

He held the machete high in his hand, and the light from the lamp blazed frighteningly.

Han Luo's legs immediately gave way and she couldn't move a muscle. As the knife was about to hit her, Han Luo thought to herself, "It's over