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There were even traces of blood on his tattered clothes.
When Zhang Xiaoyu saw this, his eyes suddenly became moist.
Her fingers trembled as she clutched the photo.
Seeing this, the space between Zhang Ningfeng's eyebrows tightened.
Seeing Zhang Xiaoyu's reaction, he could roughly guess what had happened.
Since this was the entrance of the hotel, he didn't ask any further.
Finally