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The protective shield could push through the sandstorm, and naturally, it swept everything on the ground out into the corridor; by the time the Kong Siblings walked past, the Fair Wallet had already been picked up by Xu Huo as well.
"These players do have some skills," Kong Hui remarked indifferently, looking up to the left. The player in the black shirt and another player whose right hand was missing its palm approached.
"All the tools for eating have been lost," Kong Hui glanced at them.
These two players could definitely be described as in a sorry state, their burns were not severe, but there were many, especially on the player with the broken hand, who had half of his neck burnt and blood-red.
As soon as the player with the broken hand saw Dr. Deng's group, his eyelid twitched. "Looks like you haven't had much luck either," he said.
