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f your mother suffers more grievances. "Zhang Ruochen's body stood upright, turned and stared at the golden plaque printed with "Lin Fu", and cut the gold cut iron way: "Mother, don't worry!" Even wit...portunity to borrownow hanging at a height of seven feet above the ground, he was about to fall rapidly. With his practice, even if he falls from a height of seven feet in the air, he will not be hurt...