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His head ached faintly, bits and pieces of memory flickering like faulty light bulbs in his mind.,A piercing electric hum cut through Luo Jie's thoughts, drawing the attention of everyone present.,The burly man in sunglasses didn't get angry, he smiled and made a gesture of invitation, with a playful expression on his face: "If you think this is a photography studio right now, you can leave. If you can walk out, I'll admit defeat."。