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With a miserable shriek, Angel was thrown onto the street by the security guards.

"Aiyo, aiyo, aiyo …" Angel lay on the ground, rubbing her buttocks and screaming in pain. Her hair was a lot messy, and even the thick powder on her face was shaken off. Her clothes were stained with a lot of dust.

The surrounding people all looked over, and when they saw Angel

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