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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 scar-faced man's grin widened, his large hand reaching towards Zi Da Hong's bright red bellyband.,At this time, Nangong Yu, who was secretly monitoring the situation in Xifang, was shocked and rushed over with his men.。