I water the flowers of the kaolin
Chapter 59 Extra Story
——Li Zangfeng Extra Story (1)——
When Li Zangfeng decides to kill, the person he chooses usually dies within seven days.
The selected object this time is also related to the number seven. The name of the other party is unknown, and he is ranked seventh. People call him the seventh. It seems that his whole life is represented by a simple number.
Under the seven characters, there are thousands of corpses and hundreds of bones.
With such a strong player, once there was a quarrel with Shangfeng, he could only be pushed down to seventh place, inferior to a bunch of mediocre villains.
There are countless masters who have killed this seventh, and all the heads that have been beheaded belonged to gangsters. Even if he ranks seventh, in terms of strength and principles, he is a well-deserved number one killer in the world.
Now Li Zangfeng is going to fight with the world's number one killer.
When he was packing his bags, his friend "Little Arrow Among the Flowers" Xu Zhaohua came to the door.
He asked sadly, "Are you sure you want to assassinate Lao Qi?"
Li Zangfeng corrected: "It's not an assassination, but a duel with him."
Assassination can be done regardless of means, but a duel should pay attention to rules.
Xu Zhaohua sighed: "A duel is more dangerous than an assassination. If you really know who he is, you should understand what it means to duel with him."
The concern of a friend is often sincere and sincere. Li Zangfeng couldn't bear to reject him coldly, but he had to speak straight.
"Are you trying to say that I will definitely lose?"
Xu Zhaohua said: "No, I will never talk about defeat in front of my friends, but you must think clearly, the seventh is not someone else, even if he is just recovering from a serious injury, he is still the seventh in the Pavilion of Stars and Moons."
Li Zangfeng retorted: "I wanted to fight with him before, but last time he almost died at the hands of Master Yin. Now he finally woke up? How could I miss it again?"
If he misses it, he will regret it for the rest of his life. When he thinks about it, nothing but resentment is resentment.Blame yourself for being too late, and hate God for not being perfect.
If you go head-on, even if you die at the opponent's hands, your life will not be considered in vain.A person's life often has a difference in quality. For a pure warrior, who he killed and who he fought before death is related to whether the quality is high or low, and determines whether this life has value.
Li Zangfeng decided to enhance his life value.
He had to find Lao Qi, which had become his goal.
A few days later, by the Jinxian River.
From Li Zangfeng's first step into the area of the river, there was only a back in his eyes.
Old Seven's back.
This man wearing a bamboo hat and rags is sitting alone on a rock on the shore. His person seems to have turned into a huge rock or a statue, which has been here forever and never changes.
Lao Qi was waiting for him.
Since this man woke up from his injury, there has been no news about him, but now he has changed his style drastically, ostentatiously passing through the city, and even appeared by the riverside several times at the same time, in order to lure Li Zangfeng out.
It's good that you're waiting for me.
Because I have been waiting for you too.
The killers of the Jiexingyinyue Pavilion he killed were an invitation to Lao Qi, reminding him that there is another Li Zangfeng in this world, let him see and make him understand that there is always someone in this vast sea of people. Waiting for him, waiting for the tip of the knife to be inserted into his body, waiting to see that sharp edge bloom on his flesh and blood.
I don't want to tear your chest apart all the time.
For me, you are so eager, right?
Lao Qi is different from the previous small fishes, this is a deep-sea giant shark, a little bit of human taste can make him murderous.
Li Zangfeng concealed his breath, he didn't want to stab from behind, backstabbing was not in line with the spirit of a duel, he just wanted to see how long it would take for the opponent to turn around.
With such a hidden breath, most people may not notice it when he walks close to his ear.
But Lao Qi is Lao Qi after all, and this statue-like man has noticed it within ten steps of him.
When this step collapsed, the statue came alive, the iceberg turned around, and the snow melted at this moment.
The moment Lao Qi turned his head, Li Zangfeng looked calm, but he was taken aback in his heart.
He actually had black mud all over his face.
What is the meaning of this disguise when facing me?
Li Zangfeng took a look and found that under the black mud, the lines of his face were disrupted, but his eyes were extraordinarily protruding, like two stars that accidentally fell into the world, so bright that it almost took away his thoughts.
Such beautiful eyes.
Hardly the eyes a killer would have.
But this man's aura was cold, and his aura was fierce. When he raised his eyes to look at Li Zangfeng, he had no scruples, like a hunter looking at his prey, observing carefully, from his face to his figure, without missing a single thing. .The penetrating power of this gaze is astonishing, it can almost pierce the skin, nail into the bone, and directly penetrate into the five internal organs and six internal organs.
Therefore, Li Zangfeng believed that this must be the seventh child.
Because of these eyes, there is a coolness in the show, and the coolness also contains murderous aura.Cold and heat have been perfectly combined on him, this is the eyes that Lao Qi will have.
Lao Qi took off his bamboo hat and said with vigilant eyes, "Li Zangfeng?"
Li Zangfeng asked: "Old Seven?"
He immediately lowered his eyes and looked at the knife on Li Zangfeng's waist.
At this moment, Li Zangfeng looked at Lao Qi's chest, he could see the strong muscles inside, but he didn't know what kind of vigorous and powerful heart was under the skin?What should it look like when it is torn apart?
He seemed to see where Li Zangfeng's gaze was coming from, and replied with a rocky face: "The knife is not bad."
When Lao Qi looked at him, he could only see a knife.
He had just watched Li Zangfeng for so long, but now it seemed that he couldn't even see Li Zangfeng.
It seems that the only thing on Li Zangfeng's body worth his eyes is a knife.
So Li Zangfeng responded: "You are not bad."
You only see my knife, and I only see your people.
Your life, your life, is in my hands right now.
Lao Qi seemed to understand: "Where is it good?"
This question is very interesting, as if inviting something.
So Li Zangfeng replied: "Anywhere is good."
Your whole body is where I can see it.
I won't miss anything, from your proudest to your humblest.
They are all in my eyes, and their destination is only the tip of my knife.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, he glanced at Lao Qi's whole body, and his eyes swept over certain places as if provocative, but Lao Qi was not afraid at all, as if he didn't care.
He just squinted his eyes and stared at Li Zangfeng carefully, as if he was testing him.
"Am I worth your coming?"
"You are worth my knife."
After saying this, Lao Qi fell into deep thought for a while, as if he had obtained the answer from the test.
And Li Zangfeng also calmed down secretly, he knew that through this conversation, both parties knew what kind of person each other was.However, although Lao Qi's current performance was within his expectation, it was still a bit unexpected.
For example, although his murderous aura is there, it is not as strong as imagined.
As if because of Li Zangfeng's presence, this man was trying to suppress something, determined not to release some primitive instincts.
But the next moment, Lao Qi took out three sachets and slowly placed them in front of Li Zangfeng.
Li Zangfeng's eyes froze, and he thought of what it was almost instantly.
These are objects that can cause his nasal symptoms. Lao Qi didn't save these objects for the last shot, but put them one by one in front of him. What could be the reason?
As if to give Li Zangfeng an answer, Lao Qi opened the first sachet, and the catkins inside were scattered, Li Zangfeng almost felt his nose itchy.
But he held back, because he already understood Lao Qi's intentions.
Being able to prepare a sachet means that he has learned the secret of nasal disease, but he does not regard this as a hidden weapon, but takes it out openly, because he is proud of his own strength, and it is a clear warning to Li Zangfeng.
I know your secret, you still have time to go now.
This is a mind-boggling strategy, Lao Qi will never really let him go, he just wants to use this to test his will or weaken his fighting spirit.
So Li Zangfeng remained motionless, restrained his breath, but discovered something even more surprising.
Lao Qi's tiger-like eyes kept falling on him, seeing his reaction, he suddenly relaxed.
He seemed to have made some profound decision, actually took out the willow catkins from the bag, dumped them all on the ground, stepped on them with his feet, crushed them heavily, and regarded a weapon that could be used as a hidden weapon as the sole of his feet Sand and debris, as if that wasn't even a secret.
After doing this, he looked at Li Zangfeng, his eyes were like adding fuel to a fire, it was extremely calm and hot.
Li Zangfeng was extremely shocked, but immediately realized a truth.
Lao Qi was sending him a message.
People often think that information must be passed on orally, but for Lao Qi and a martial artist like him, doing is often better than talking.
Lao Qi's actions just now proved with reality that he didn't want to use catkins to deal with Li Zangfeng.
He looked at this low-handed weapon as if it were mud on the soles of his feet.
What he was looking forward to in his heart was the same duel as Li Zangfeng.
Sure enough, it is the seventh child, as expected of the seventh child.
With just one glance, I could see the true meaning in my heart.
Li Zangfeng secretly sighed, but found that Lao Qi took out another sachet.
This time it was not catkins, but petals of Yang Hua.
Kill catkins, but hold a poplar flower in your hand?What is he doing?
Li Zangfeng's nose itched even more, he was puzzled, but he took this opportunity to see Lao Qi's hand clearly.
The joints are distinct, the lines are slender, and the fingers are fair, but there is no trace of makeup. It is clearly the whiteness that does not see the sun, and the murderous nature lurking in the dark night.
Those dangerous fingers flicked casually in the sachet, as if casually provoking Li Zangfeng's heartstrings. This seemed to be a silent hint—implying that Li Zangfeng's life was in his hands, just like several A petal generally fiddles with him.
Li Zangfeng understood that this was another warning from Lao Qi.
This is in response to his rudeness just now, and it is a kind of provocation for him.
But then, the finger continued to sink, gently and slowly twirled a few poplar petals, but did not make a further step, did not throw it at Li Zangfeng, the old seven actually took the poplar petals to his mouth, one by one I put it in and chewed it.
At the same time, he has been staring at Li Zangfeng, his gaze has not relaxed at all, his coercion has not retreated at all, and his momentum has never been far away.But the two lips with proper thickness contain the softest petals.
It was only then that Li Zangfeng noticed that his lips were red and moist, with white and pure petals in them, a silent interlacing of red and white, like a fusion of animal and human nature.The soft and gentle breath spread wordlessly along the corners of his mouth, seeming to suppress the biting murderous aura.
For a short moment, Li Zangfeng seemed to understand, but also seemed to be puzzled.
Lao Qi didn't want to use this method to deal with him, he knew that.
But why eat petals?
Are petals delicious?
Or let Li Zangfeng know what kind of person he is by eating the petals?
The ancients drank blood like hair, but today Lao Qi eats flowers. He eats not only flowers, but also Li Zangfeng's patience.
Such a person must want to eat flowers slowly, to show his determination not to use tricks, and also to test Li Zangfeng's patience, forcing him to take action at the moment of eating flowers.
Li Zangfeng's eyes tightened, and he found that Lao Qi was an opponent ten times more difficult than he imagined.
This is a beast-like primitive mixed with the shrewdness of a hunter. From this, the human nature and the beast side are intertwined, which paves the way for his invincibility and makes his breath more complex and changeable.
But Lao Qi opened the third sachet immediately afterwards.
This time Li Zangfeng was even more puzzled.
The first two have already shown their determination, so is there any need for the third?
But soon he understood what was hidden behind this series of anomalies.
This is not Lao Qi's determination, but Lao Qi's reminder.
Remind him that someone is watching around here.
For example, on the other side, there may be people from Jiexing Yinyue Pavilion watching. Lao Qi can ignore other things, but he has to worry about the people sent by Cao Geometry.Even if he is as tyrannical as him, disputes with Shangfeng are unavoidable.
He didn't notice this kind of surveillance early on, and Lao Qi had to remind him.
Li Zangfeng, after all, you are still one level behind the old seven, and you have failed to comprehend his deep meaning.
Li Zangfeng sighed in his heart, and suddenly let go of his guard.
So the moment Lao Qi threw away the third sachet, he allowed the nasal disease to attack, no longer restrained his body's reaction, and showed some of his natural weaknesses to express his sincerity.
An earth-shattering sneeze landed on the ground, and the slightest precaution was taken off.
So taking this opportunity, he saw clearly the rare changes in Lao Qi.
Surprise, astonishment, and doubt interweave into the most humane expression on the killer's face.
Although it was only for a short moment, it opened Li Zangfeng's eyes.
So he took out his handkerchief indifferently, wiped his face, and covered the faint smile on the corner of his mouth with the handkerchief.
It turned out that a person with a hard heart, Xiaolu had a trace of humanity, as if there was a crack in the ice, and the creatures under the ice jumped out of it, and the freshness was beyond words, and he liked this kind of unconventional freshness.
A man's brightest moment is not when he is fully armed and cold as iron.
It's when you are really soft and not bound by any rules in this world.
He wanted to see more expressions like this on Lao Qi's face.
When Li Zangfeng decides to kill, the person he chooses usually dies within seven days.
The selected object this time is also related to the number seven. The name of the other party is unknown, and he is ranked seventh. People call him the seventh. It seems that his whole life is represented by a simple number.
Under the seven characters, there are thousands of corpses and hundreds of bones.
With such a strong player, once there was a quarrel with Shangfeng, he could only be pushed down to seventh place, inferior to a bunch of mediocre villains.
There are countless masters who have killed this seventh, and all the heads that have been beheaded belonged to gangsters. Even if he ranks seventh, in terms of strength and principles, he is a well-deserved number one killer in the world.
Now Li Zangfeng is going to fight with the world's number one killer.
When he was packing his bags, his friend "Little Arrow Among the Flowers" Xu Zhaohua came to the door.
He asked sadly, "Are you sure you want to assassinate Lao Qi?"
Li Zangfeng corrected: "It's not an assassination, but a duel with him."
Assassination can be done regardless of means, but a duel should pay attention to rules.
Xu Zhaohua sighed: "A duel is more dangerous than an assassination. If you really know who he is, you should understand what it means to duel with him."
The concern of a friend is often sincere and sincere. Li Zangfeng couldn't bear to reject him coldly, but he had to speak straight.
"Are you trying to say that I will definitely lose?"
Xu Zhaohua said: "No, I will never talk about defeat in front of my friends, but you must think clearly, the seventh is not someone else, even if he is just recovering from a serious injury, he is still the seventh in the Pavilion of Stars and Moons."
Li Zangfeng retorted: "I wanted to fight with him before, but last time he almost died at the hands of Master Yin. Now he finally woke up? How could I miss it again?"
If he misses it, he will regret it for the rest of his life. When he thinks about it, nothing but resentment is resentment.Blame yourself for being too late, and hate God for not being perfect.
If you go head-on, even if you die at the opponent's hands, your life will not be considered in vain.A person's life often has a difference in quality. For a pure warrior, who he killed and who he fought before death is related to whether the quality is high or low, and determines whether this life has value.
Li Zangfeng decided to enhance his life value.
He had to find Lao Qi, which had become his goal.
A few days later, by the Jinxian River.
From Li Zangfeng's first step into the area of the river, there was only a back in his eyes.
Old Seven's back.
This man wearing a bamboo hat and rags is sitting alone on a rock on the shore. His person seems to have turned into a huge rock or a statue, which has been here forever and never changes.
Lao Qi was waiting for him.
Since this man woke up from his injury, there has been no news about him, but now he has changed his style drastically, ostentatiously passing through the city, and even appeared by the riverside several times at the same time, in order to lure Li Zangfeng out.
It's good that you're waiting for me.
Because I have been waiting for you too.
The killers of the Jiexingyinyue Pavilion he killed were an invitation to Lao Qi, reminding him that there is another Li Zangfeng in this world, let him see and make him understand that there is always someone in this vast sea of people. Waiting for him, waiting for the tip of the knife to be inserted into his body, waiting to see that sharp edge bloom on his flesh and blood.
I don't want to tear your chest apart all the time.
For me, you are so eager, right?
Lao Qi is different from the previous small fishes, this is a deep-sea giant shark, a little bit of human taste can make him murderous.
Li Zangfeng concealed his breath, he didn't want to stab from behind, backstabbing was not in line with the spirit of a duel, he just wanted to see how long it would take for the opponent to turn around.
With such a hidden breath, most people may not notice it when he walks close to his ear.
But Lao Qi is Lao Qi after all, and this statue-like man has noticed it within ten steps of him.
When this step collapsed, the statue came alive, the iceberg turned around, and the snow melted at this moment.
The moment Lao Qi turned his head, Li Zangfeng looked calm, but he was taken aback in his heart.
He actually had black mud all over his face.
What is the meaning of this disguise when facing me?
Li Zangfeng took a look and found that under the black mud, the lines of his face were disrupted, but his eyes were extraordinarily protruding, like two stars that accidentally fell into the world, so bright that it almost took away his thoughts.
Such beautiful eyes.
Hardly the eyes a killer would have.
But this man's aura was cold, and his aura was fierce. When he raised his eyes to look at Li Zangfeng, he had no scruples, like a hunter looking at his prey, observing carefully, from his face to his figure, without missing a single thing. .The penetrating power of this gaze is astonishing, it can almost pierce the skin, nail into the bone, and directly penetrate into the five internal organs and six internal organs.
Therefore, Li Zangfeng believed that this must be the seventh child.
Because of these eyes, there is a coolness in the show, and the coolness also contains murderous aura.Cold and heat have been perfectly combined on him, this is the eyes that Lao Qi will have.
Lao Qi took off his bamboo hat and said with vigilant eyes, "Li Zangfeng?"
Li Zangfeng asked: "Old Seven?"
He immediately lowered his eyes and looked at the knife on Li Zangfeng's waist.
At this moment, Li Zangfeng looked at Lao Qi's chest, he could see the strong muscles inside, but he didn't know what kind of vigorous and powerful heart was under the skin?What should it look like when it is torn apart?
He seemed to see where Li Zangfeng's gaze was coming from, and replied with a rocky face: "The knife is not bad."
When Lao Qi looked at him, he could only see a knife.
He had just watched Li Zangfeng for so long, but now it seemed that he couldn't even see Li Zangfeng.
It seems that the only thing on Li Zangfeng's body worth his eyes is a knife.
So Li Zangfeng responded: "You are not bad."
You only see my knife, and I only see your people.
Your life, your life, is in my hands right now.
Lao Qi seemed to understand: "Where is it good?"
This question is very interesting, as if inviting something.
So Li Zangfeng replied: "Anywhere is good."
Your whole body is where I can see it.
I won't miss anything, from your proudest to your humblest.
They are all in my eyes, and their destination is only the tip of my knife.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, he glanced at Lao Qi's whole body, and his eyes swept over certain places as if provocative, but Lao Qi was not afraid at all, as if he didn't care.
He just squinted his eyes and stared at Li Zangfeng carefully, as if he was testing him.
"Am I worth your coming?"
"You are worth my knife."
After saying this, Lao Qi fell into deep thought for a while, as if he had obtained the answer from the test.
And Li Zangfeng also calmed down secretly, he knew that through this conversation, both parties knew what kind of person each other was.However, although Lao Qi's current performance was within his expectation, it was still a bit unexpected.
For example, although his murderous aura is there, it is not as strong as imagined.
As if because of Li Zangfeng's presence, this man was trying to suppress something, determined not to release some primitive instincts.
But the next moment, Lao Qi took out three sachets and slowly placed them in front of Li Zangfeng.
Li Zangfeng's eyes froze, and he thought of what it was almost instantly.
These are objects that can cause his nasal symptoms. Lao Qi didn't save these objects for the last shot, but put them one by one in front of him. What could be the reason?
As if to give Li Zangfeng an answer, Lao Qi opened the first sachet, and the catkins inside were scattered, Li Zangfeng almost felt his nose itchy.
But he held back, because he already understood Lao Qi's intentions.
Being able to prepare a sachet means that he has learned the secret of nasal disease, but he does not regard this as a hidden weapon, but takes it out openly, because he is proud of his own strength, and it is a clear warning to Li Zangfeng.
I know your secret, you still have time to go now.
This is a mind-boggling strategy, Lao Qi will never really let him go, he just wants to use this to test his will or weaken his fighting spirit.
So Li Zangfeng remained motionless, restrained his breath, but discovered something even more surprising.
Lao Qi's tiger-like eyes kept falling on him, seeing his reaction, he suddenly relaxed.
He seemed to have made some profound decision, actually took out the willow catkins from the bag, dumped them all on the ground, stepped on them with his feet, crushed them heavily, and regarded a weapon that could be used as a hidden weapon as the sole of his feet Sand and debris, as if that wasn't even a secret.
After doing this, he looked at Li Zangfeng, his eyes were like adding fuel to a fire, it was extremely calm and hot.
Li Zangfeng was extremely shocked, but immediately realized a truth.
Lao Qi was sending him a message.
People often think that information must be passed on orally, but for Lao Qi and a martial artist like him, doing is often better than talking.
Lao Qi's actions just now proved with reality that he didn't want to use catkins to deal with Li Zangfeng.
He looked at this low-handed weapon as if it were mud on the soles of his feet.
What he was looking forward to in his heart was the same duel as Li Zangfeng.
Sure enough, it is the seventh child, as expected of the seventh child.
With just one glance, I could see the true meaning in my heart.
Li Zangfeng secretly sighed, but found that Lao Qi took out another sachet.
This time it was not catkins, but petals of Yang Hua.
Kill catkins, but hold a poplar flower in your hand?What is he doing?
Li Zangfeng's nose itched even more, he was puzzled, but he took this opportunity to see Lao Qi's hand clearly.
The joints are distinct, the lines are slender, and the fingers are fair, but there is no trace of makeup. It is clearly the whiteness that does not see the sun, and the murderous nature lurking in the dark night.
Those dangerous fingers flicked casually in the sachet, as if casually provoking Li Zangfeng's heartstrings. This seemed to be a silent hint—implying that Li Zangfeng's life was in his hands, just like several A petal generally fiddles with him.
Li Zangfeng understood that this was another warning from Lao Qi.
This is in response to his rudeness just now, and it is a kind of provocation for him.
But then, the finger continued to sink, gently and slowly twirled a few poplar petals, but did not make a further step, did not throw it at Li Zangfeng, the old seven actually took the poplar petals to his mouth, one by one I put it in and chewed it.
At the same time, he has been staring at Li Zangfeng, his gaze has not relaxed at all, his coercion has not retreated at all, and his momentum has never been far away.But the two lips with proper thickness contain the softest petals.
It was only then that Li Zangfeng noticed that his lips were red and moist, with white and pure petals in them, a silent interlacing of red and white, like a fusion of animal and human nature.The soft and gentle breath spread wordlessly along the corners of his mouth, seeming to suppress the biting murderous aura.
For a short moment, Li Zangfeng seemed to understand, but also seemed to be puzzled.
Lao Qi didn't want to use this method to deal with him, he knew that.
But why eat petals?
Are petals delicious?
Or let Li Zangfeng know what kind of person he is by eating the petals?
The ancients drank blood like hair, but today Lao Qi eats flowers. He eats not only flowers, but also Li Zangfeng's patience.
Such a person must want to eat flowers slowly, to show his determination not to use tricks, and also to test Li Zangfeng's patience, forcing him to take action at the moment of eating flowers.
Li Zangfeng's eyes tightened, and he found that Lao Qi was an opponent ten times more difficult than he imagined.
This is a beast-like primitive mixed with the shrewdness of a hunter. From this, the human nature and the beast side are intertwined, which paves the way for his invincibility and makes his breath more complex and changeable.
But Lao Qi opened the third sachet immediately afterwards.
This time Li Zangfeng was even more puzzled.
The first two have already shown their determination, so is there any need for the third?
But soon he understood what was hidden behind this series of anomalies.
This is not Lao Qi's determination, but Lao Qi's reminder.
Remind him that someone is watching around here.
For example, on the other side, there may be people from Jiexing Yinyue Pavilion watching. Lao Qi can ignore other things, but he has to worry about the people sent by Cao Geometry.Even if he is as tyrannical as him, disputes with Shangfeng are unavoidable.
He didn't notice this kind of surveillance early on, and Lao Qi had to remind him.
Li Zangfeng, after all, you are still one level behind the old seven, and you have failed to comprehend his deep meaning.
Li Zangfeng sighed in his heart, and suddenly let go of his guard.
So the moment Lao Qi threw away the third sachet, he allowed the nasal disease to attack, no longer restrained his body's reaction, and showed some of his natural weaknesses to express his sincerity.
An earth-shattering sneeze landed on the ground, and the slightest precaution was taken off.
So taking this opportunity, he saw clearly the rare changes in Lao Qi.
Surprise, astonishment, and doubt interweave into the most humane expression on the killer's face.
Although it was only for a short moment, it opened Li Zangfeng's eyes.
So he took out his handkerchief indifferently, wiped his face, and covered the faint smile on the corner of his mouth with the handkerchief.
It turned out that a person with a hard heart, Xiaolu had a trace of humanity, as if there was a crack in the ice, and the creatures under the ice jumped out of it, and the freshness was beyond words, and he liked this kind of unconventional freshness.
A man's brightest moment is not when he is fully armed and cold as iron.
It's when you are really soft and not bound by any rules in this world.
He wanted to see more expressions like this on Lao Qi's face.
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