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... finely-dressed youth turned pale, pointing at the meat stall and shouting with a somewhat sharp voice.
Especially those pig innards at the stall, a faint, almost imperceptible smell wafted over, making him nearly want to vomit.
Ma Gu followed his pointing finger and saw the pig meat stall, feeling somewhat helpless.
At this time, the entire marketplace fell silent.
As for the meat stall owner, he had become as quiet as a cicada in winter, his robust body tremblin ...
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