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"A-Arghh."
Pools of blood covered the ground. A middle-aged man spewing blood from his eye sockets crawled on the ground miserably. His well-groomed gray hair was nowhere in sight after being ripped out.
No words were descriptive enough to express the wretched state the man was in. His limbs were bent at unnatural angles, and his skin was torn off, exposing his muscles and fatty tissue. It was a miracle the man was still alive.
Oh Kang-Woo, who was apathetically looking down at the man, narrowed his eyes as he lightly kicked the crawling Salvatore's flank and asked, "So what you're saying is, you guys were never from Earth, right?"
"Th-That's r-right."
Bash!
Kang-Woo kicked Salvatore's flank like a football. Blood poured out from the torn flesh.
"Kurgh!!!"
"What gave you the idea to think you can speak casually to me, motherfucker?"
Kang-Woo understood it when Salvatore was talking disrespectfully before the battle, but he was not changing his manner of speech after he was beaten beyond senseless.
'Is it because he's bald now?'
Kang-Woo slapped Salvatore's smooth scalp. As a proud man born in Korea where respect was everything, he couldn't let such disrespect slide.
"This won't...
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