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On the stage, Zhuo Rishan's fist was like a comet that had fallen from the sky. It was as if this fist was going to crush Wu Tie into mincemeat.

"This kid is dead for sure."

Three days ago, when he was beaten to such a state by Liu Tie, he naturally hated Mu Shaojun in his heart. Earlier, when he found out about Mu Shaojun's identity