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The people around came to see what was happening, full of confusion.

"Hey? Why does this thing look so familiar?"

With his free hand, Liu Yong rubbed his bald head, pondering hard. Suddenly, he slapped his thigh and said loudly, "I remember now! Isn’t there someone selling this kind of thing at the Song Family Castle market?"

"The market at Song Family Castle?"

Chen Fan said in surprise.

Chen Guodong and the others frowned de ...

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