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The scar-faced man's grin widened, his large hand reaching towards Zi Da Hong's bright red bellyband.,While the head of the Li family was in seclusion, his relatives unceremoniously disposed of her like trash and sent her to the Rui Wang Fu.,Li Qianzi grabbed the scar-faced man's arm with one hand, and held his neck with the other, then twisted hard.。