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Chapter 37 Should I Blow on It for You?
As the scene unfolded, Russell instinctively moved to rush out of the car. Troy, fearing Russell's impulsiveness, quickly slammed the car door shut and charged toward the man instead. But Troy was a second too late. Zoey had already raised her leg and delivered a swift kick that sent the attacker flying. The glass bottle he held smashed on the ground, shattering into pieces and emitting a corrosive sizzle. Some of the liquid splashed onto the man's hand, prompting agonized screams. Zoey stepped on the man’s hand and ground her heel into it mercilessly. “Talk. Who sent you?” “No one sent me! Ahhh—!” Watching Zoey’s cold and menacing demeanor, Troy felt an eerie familiarity. It was as if he were seeing Russell himself. Clearly, they shared the same aura—like a matched pair. “Ma
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