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Chapter 0045

The thug’s palm was wet with her tears and drool that dribbled down her chin, it was hard to tell one from the other.

The thug's gaze was burning as he grabbed her tongue with his fingers. He asked in confusion, "You have a tongue but why can't you speak?"

"Why do you care if she has a tongue or no
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