Grandpa's Nickname is the Scorpion King
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At noon one day in late autumn, Huayang County looked extremely desolate and desolate under the autumn wind. The sound of forging iron could be heard from a blacksmith shop in the east of the city, making the entire county seem quite empty and peaceful. He was walking towards the blacksmith shop with nervous but loose steps, his piercing eyes radiating the flame of hatred and the confidence of revenge. He was wearing a very shabby baggy dress, black clothes and black trousers, and his whole body was filled with a gloomy and desolate feeling like the autumn wind. This man in black is my grandfather. At this moment, he only has one thought in his mind, which is to avenge my grandmother's tragic death, make my grandmother's murderers disappear from this world forever, and use their heads to comfort my grandmother's spirit in heaven.
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