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The scene paused for a moment. Little Meng's eyes were closed tightly, her hands hanging limply as she stuffed a piece of white cloth into her mouth.

In the video monitor, the faces of the men in black could not be seen.

Zhang Qian stood at the side and stared fixedly with bloodshot eyes. Veins popped out on his forehead as he silently endured until his face was slightly distorted