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Chapter 445 – Arm Wrestling, Drinks, Pride, Duty, Responsibility, and the End of Rest Day

It was arm wrestling.

“Ruben!

Ruben!

You bastard, Ruben, you son of a bitch!”

A man named Ruben lost.

His wrist slammed back with a loud thud.

Some in the betting crowd screamed Ruben’s name as if spitting blood.

The arm wrestling match was held outdoors.

Several tables were set in front of a tavern, and the owner, his nose red from drinking, bellowed:

“James wins!”

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