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... ng's hands cannot fall into Huo Shengyuan's hands."
So, when people go in, they have to clean up.
"I'll send you a number. Since you're nearby, ask Liu Zhiheng out and have a good talk."
Duan Yanxing: "That yellow-haired boy, do you believe he can accomplish something?"
Huo Yixiao: "You were also a yellow-haired boy back then, and my target was not him."
This time, Duan Yanxing was speechless. He had just finished the task of Malay, and this time he ...
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