C1644 Regret

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A hand caught the stick that Ned smashed down. It was Wang Feng who made the move.

Ned struggled a few times and tried to pull the stick out, but Wang Feng's hand was like a forceful pincer, firmly holding the stick in place.

"I just want to eat a bowl of instant noodles in peace. Scram right now." Wang Feng loosened his grip, and Ned immediately fell back and plopped down on the ground