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... the two sides. Asgardians like to fight, but they don't like to be abused. With their current fighting strength, they have no chance to fight against these two people except for all-round beatings. Two possibilities.

Cao Gui rolled his eyes: "I'm not interested, it has nothing to do with me, ah~"

As he said that, he yawned and waved his hand very boringly. The door of the dense space opened, and Cao Gui was taken away. The remaining three stared at each other with big eyes. Isn't ...

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