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he turned to look at Lin Meng. This man was good at disguising himself; the slightly low-pitched voice of the middle-aged man from before was also an act. He didn't want to pretend anymore at this mom...sn't afraid at all. He let out a howl and ran away crying, but then he became excited again, widening his eyes like shiny, cunning stars. He was staring at the two people in the ring like a wolf seein...