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Chapter 637

Chapter 637

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Inside Meng Zhaotong's home, the couple had already drawn their last breath. Old Meng sat on the sofa with his head resting against the back cushion, wearing a serene expression. There were no superfluous wounds on his body, but when Zhang Ruoling saw him, her face gradually turned livid. She took a deep breath, sat down on the opposite sofa, and remained silent. It was evident that the man had suffered severe torture after death; otherwise, Zhang Ruoling would not have worn such an expression.

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