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... >Xiao Hai and Han Chun still acted as bodyguards, guarding the door of their private room.

Xiao Hai leaned against the wall and smoked.

Han Chun fanned the second-hand smoke with his hands, and muttered, "Brother Hai, you should smoke less, it's so choking, what's the point of smoking?"

"Fuck, you still want to play a gangster role. Look at the big brothers in those movies, which one doesn't smoke?" Xiao Hai said cursingly.

"Brother Hai, I heard that Liu Dehua, Gu Dal ...

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