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Clash of the Promiscuity Users

"Damn you!"

A barrier popped out of nowhere. When the smoke vanished from their sight, the pervert system user who had been visiting Brienne Middleton's bedroom every night was revealed gently embracing the unconscious and hardly alive blonde woman. Considering his stinky reputation even amongst core members, his gentleness and careful handling of Deborah's body was very puzzling and surprising.

The other man laughingly took in the great hate seeping out of the barely dressed man. He even waved a hand at him playfully. "Hello. I supposed you are this woman's lover or host backer? May I know your name?"

The baritone voice coming out of his throat deepened the hatred incurred by Deborah's state in Aljur's heart. Or actually, it was the mocking laughter accompanying that deep voice that triggered that overflowing hate.

The younger man never had good self-control, hence, before the annoying laughter died down, Aljur had already thrown several poisoned syringes and needles at the enemy. Th
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