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he wound, flowing freely from where the blade met his skin!"Where is she!"As he spoke, his hand flipped, and he gripped a small knife. With the other hand, he began to yank Xiao Zhang's other arm, pul..." the little boy said to Xiao Haohuo as he walked away. There, on the grass, were two camouflage backpacks, obviously belonging to a child.Then Xiao Haohuo, seeming unwilling to accept defeat, raised...