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Chapter 342 Fruits of the Retribution

The girl's father charged out from the building and ran to his daughter deliriously, but was stopped by the firemen. He fell lifelessly to the ground and wailed out loud like a child.

"Isn't it embarrassing to cry like this as a man? He still has the guts to cry after raising his daughter like this?" the auntie ridiculed him. As she was talking, she reached over to scratch her leg. A patch of black spot had already formed on her short, fat thigh.

"Have you been stung by an insect?" someone said to her.

"Aiyo, let's go, staying here is so ominous. My kid is getting off school now." That auntie turned around to leave but she could no longer walk properly as she limped step by step.

Her leg would feel increasingly painful, then finally rot away. If she wanted to survive, she would have to amputate her leg, but if she had second thoughts and did not want to amputate it, then she would die. But nobody would tell her what to do, just

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