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Every bloody killing made him extremely excited. When he saw the blood sliding down the sword, he would feel extremely hateful. There was no sympathy or expression on the face, only the blood was printed on the face, only the lonely night accompanied by the cold and ruthless. He didn't know how many more killings there were to go. He was lonely, carrying the blood knife, and embarked on the road of revenge, the road paved with blood...,,,,
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