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... ut his look was cold, and the young master of the Fang family was on the face, and some were scared. It’s just that the old man with his big nerves can’t feel it. This person is clearly suffocating, and he probably has a lot of blood in his hand.

Look at the big knife that he holds in his hand, the sharp edge of the blade, and it is often polished at first glance.

The party master blocked the news in time, and the people did not dare to lie to the roots of the tongue. The more the ...

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