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Death, this is not because of his low mental fortitude, but because he is truly dying. A strong rope tightly binds around his neck.,A crowd had already surged forward, surrounding him and shaking his slender arms with force.,Lin Hao ran's heart was filled with suspicion, his mind a maze of puzzles. However, he found that every face seemed familiar to him, and the name "Fool" didn't seem out of place, as if it truly belonged to him.。