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... he blood spattered on the floor with tissues. Every time he bent over, the padded jacket rustled loudly. Underneath, zipped up to his chin, he was wearing the pink sweatshirt Mu-gyeong had bought him. Worried the bright color might show, Hongju instinctively pulled the zipper all the way up.
“Hey. You guys, just step outside for a bit.”
Guppping suddenly stuck his head out and shouted. He seemed less angry than before—maybe Gwangpal had said he’d lend a decent amount of money. ...
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