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Fu Chijing sat in Lin Yanxiu's office chair and stared at him. Lin Yanxiu's movements as he drew blood stiffened. In the end, he could not hold on any longer and looked at Fu Chijing as if begging for mercy. "I say, please let me go." Fu Chijing asked, "What?" Lin Yanxiu raised the needle in his hand and gestured