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But he couldn't suppress him. When he blocked the ninth blow, the mad dragon flicked its tail. At that moment, Zhu Yishan, who was half-doubtful and didn't believe that he could even compete with him, immediately held a gun with one hand and pointed at Ye Qiu's throat. Then a kick flew out from under his feet, slicing towards his lower body. The move was indeed very sinister....