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Su Hang's third strike landed on Park Qianhui's legs.
"Ahh..." Park Qianhui screamed miserably, her legs gone, leaving only her blood-drenched upper body.
"Violence Value+67!"
"Video call with the chairman of the Eight Star Group," Su Hang ordered harshly, "Hurry up!"
Park Qianhui, sweating profusely and ashen-faced, trembled all over as she took out her phone from the Storage Ring and initiated the video call.
On the phone screen, an elderly man with white-flecked hair appeared, the chairman of the Eight Star Group, Park Jinxiang.
"Qianhui, what's happened? What's going on?" Park Jinxiang asked anxiously, noticing that Park Qianhui was not in a right state.
"Bang!"
Su Hang smashed down with his club.
Park Qianhui's head burst open, and her blood splattered onto the phone screen.
"Violence Value+67!"
Su Hang squatted down, picked up the phone, and wiped off the blood.
