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... ad already been taken by Liao Ping in his left hand, and his right hand was clenched into a fist.
Su Yue swallowed a mouthful of saliva to moisten his throat.
Liao Ping, that cunning bastard, exactly how many units of Qi Blood does he have now?
In Su Yue’s eyes, with Liao Ping’s right fist as the center, the surrounding air seemed slightly distorted.
This situation was terrifying.
...
This person is not normal.
Without his glasses, Liao Pin ...
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