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Do you know how much that will be in total?
F*** you!
Instantly, Wei Kwo's breathing became heavier and heavier.
His nostrils flared, and his entire face became as red as a tomato.
Damn that brat!
This was all his fault for gathering some big show-off party tight before his assassination.
Why wouldn't he just die in a low-key manner?
Opening his drawer speedily and pulling out a massive box of fat cigars, Wei Kwo had the impulse to ...
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