Stockpiling area for discarded building materials. A large pile of very thick old cement pipes was piled up four or five meters high.

A cement pipe was covered with iron sheets and debris.

Inside, there was a faint moan of happiness.

Li Xinyi was sweating profusely, desperately cutting his body.

The blade of the sword kept dripping red, the body was cut horizontally and vertically, and the inner wall of the cement pipe was splashed with blood.

He put his hand inside the wound,

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