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... e. If he was in his hands before, the result would be the same.

"What's wrong, it is he who said that he can kill them before they can get it. If I want to be here, I can only kill them. Besides, they don't talk about credit, they are not good people, and there is no use in this world." Ye Lang replied intently.

These words of Ye Lang silence everyone, and if Ximen and his son can still hear it, they will regret it and regret why they have to fight with Ye Lang. He is simply an opp ...

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