A steel pipe suddenly swung hard against the man’s face.
The force was brutal. The man collapsed to the ground, blood instantly gushing from his nose and mouth in a frantic, unstoppable stream.
Lu Qingtang looked down at the man, who was curled up in agony, and let out a regretful "tsk." That man surnamed Si had forbidden her from cleaning up "harmful trash" on her own, otherwise, one way or another—
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