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The man with the black mole was resolute. He stabbed the dagger towards his chest.

At this moment, Luo Xingchen's footsteps moved, and before the dagger could fall, Luo Xingchen grabbed onto the arm of the man with black mole.

The man with black mole looked at Luo Xingchen with trembling eyes, muttering, "young hero, what exactly do you want?"

Luo Xingchen didn't speak