The fox mask had already been smashed in half and flew away. Sen Ran took a cigarette in his mouth and walked step by step to the street lamp with the beaten half-dead man. "Ah, tsk, I didn't pay attention." Sen Ran bit the cigarette butt and wrinkled his eyebrows. My face is so swashed, I can't see what it looks like at all. His nose was crooked, his face was covered in blood, and his eye was swollen. The man collapsed on the ground, gasping for air, his arms...

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