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At this time, Nian'an was a certain distance from Luo Qingchen and Du Jiusheng on the stage.
He put his hands in his pockets, with extremely cold light flashing between his eyebrows.
No one knows what a five-year-old boy is thinking at this moment, and no one can see through his mind.
Murong Xiong said, while tapping twice on the Spike Headphones, he said quietly, "Kill him, that little boy."
At this moment, Murong Xiong has almost no choice.
Killin ...
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