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Li Qianzi cried out in despair, resisting fiercely. The man with the scar roared in anger, his hand gripping her neck tightly, suffocating her.,The young boy below suddenly lost consciousness, and the scarred man was stunned.,Li Qianzi sneered, it was Li Qianzi, but she was no longer the dead and ugly waste that she once was.。