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... eld the already cleaned cell phone, yet he still felt uncomfortable, always sensing a sticky, greasy residue.
Still, he unlocked the screen and began to operate it.
The others gathered around, also looking at the phone screen.
Although Black Gloves couldn’t understand, its furry fox head joined in, squinting at the screen.
It turned out the phone model was very old; the screen had low pixels, low brightness, and several cracks.
Bai Mo frowned; even before ...
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