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He lowered the scissors.

From the alley, three real assassins emerged—masked, silent, hired by the pill smugglers to finish the job Seven wouldn’t. scissor seven assassin

“I’m building dramatic tension,” Seven whispered back. He lowered the scissors

They ran through Chicken Island’s back alleys—past laundry lines, screaming vendors, and a confused duck. Seven tripped twice. Old Chen threw a wok at a pursuer. Somehow, they escaped into the basement of Seven’s hair salon. three real assassins emerged—masked