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... suddenly smiled - because Gao Haoran used his real appearance very confidently in the Metaverse, Lin Mo recognized him at a glance.

Lin Mo used the "universal appearance" in the Metaverse, and Gao Haoran never knew Lin Mo's name and digital ID in the Metaverse, so he didn't recognize him at all Come out, the black soil is actually his Mexican.

"What is this little fat guy called? Haoran is righteous?" Lin Mo almost didn't laugh when he saw Gao Haoran's name in the Metaverse.

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