Zhou Shen, having been under tremendous tension for too long, finally completely relaxed at this moment. After that string snapped, he broke down emotionally and began to weep uncontrollably, his sobs and cries raining down on the man with six fingers in front of him, whose body was now a bloody, unrecognizable mess.
Even though the man with six fingers had long since died.
But Zhou Shen didn't stop, crying and swinging his fists like a madman, like a relentless meat grinder.
Nobody knew how much psychological pressure he had endured tonight, nor did anyone know the size of the gamble he had placed.
This was the biggest all-in of his life.
If he lost, the glory of his earlier life would disappear without a trace.
Climbing from obscurity to his current position, no one knew how hard he had worked, nor did anyone understand the journey his heart had taken.
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