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... ns. In comparison, we should get more, but they are also risking their lives to carry out this commission.

Isn’t it too much for you to only give them five thousand or six thousand?”

“So, do you want to be the savior?” The murderous look gradually appeared in Newton.

Andrew said, “I have experienced injustice. I know fairness is precious, so I just want it.”

“Fairness is the privilege of the strong.”

Newton began to slowly try to break free and growled, “L ...

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