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"Isn't this death? Didn't you see that you don't even have a breath left? " A bald middle-aged man lowered his head to look at Fang Rui, acting as if it had nothing to do with him.

"That's right. Even though he's dead, he still insists that he's not dead. Hehe, don't tell me you're still going to push away the responsibility?"

"Right