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For his son's future, Wang Xueqiang endured the anger burning within him. His fists clenched so tightly that his nails had dug into his palms.,The smell of gunpowder permeated the entire bathroom, but just as Gu Yunyu clenched his fist, the thick scent of gunpowder instantly dissipated.,Why bother計較 with a disabled person, someone who is not pampered and inconvenient to be around It's normal to be wary of them.。