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... ean, don't think that you can play Zhou Tianyang and you can do whatever you want here, this is Liu Feng of Liu Jia!"

The red sister saw Lin Yi and quickly recognized him. He was the teenager who had beaten Zhou Tianyang in the SK bar.

Just to make the red sister unexpected, he just dared to play the great?

According to common sense, should this young boy be right under the great hand?

As for Lin Jiuxuan and the like, there is no concept in the red sister's head.

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