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... t eat, let's go out and kill a few people!"

  Looking at the murderous Li Yueming in front of him.

to be frank.

  Wang Er Mazi was numb all over.

  Big brother.

   Do you want to be so fierce?

   It's too violent to kill someone because of a disagreement, right?

   But before he could react, Li Yueming got up and opened the door to go out.

  Seeing cannot stop.

  Wang Er Mazi could only bite the bullet and follow.

  When pass ...

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