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Ma Ping felt something wasn't right. He pulled Ma Dong's body closer to take a look. Aiya, why was his face so swollen? "Dong Zi, what's wrong? Why is his face swollen?!"

"Bang..." "Bang." Ma Dong stuttered, "I accidentally tripped and fell."

"Look at how old you are, and how rash you are!" Ma Ping took out a cigarette and lit it up