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"Ma'am, that is my pastry," Shen Tang said patiently.,His gaze would occasionally linger a moment longer on the shapely figures of the young female inmates.,He struggled to climb towards the man dressed as an official, extending his right hand with all his might for help. But until he breathed his last, his right hand fell limply, and the latter showed no intention of saving him. He kicked twice, finding that the person was truly dead, and muttered, "Bad luck!"。