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Late at night, thunder roared and lightning flashed in the sky, torrential rain poured down.,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 scarred man was kicked hard off the bed, let out a cry of pain, and then stared at Li Qianzi in astonishment.。