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The shaking in the dungeon became more and more intense. Lin Xiaoxiao had already rolled down from the bed to the ground. At this moment, Zhan Bingchuan finally saw clearly that Lin Xiaoxiao's wrist was covered in blood-red marks.

At this time, Zhan Bingchuan couldn't care about anything else. The hand he held President loosened and he started to hit the glass door with all his strength