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... imply repeating yesterday, in short, all kinds of possibilities exist.

  Some people laugh, some cry; some are angry, some despair. There are also some people who think they have grasped the throat of fate, only to find that they have never escaped the manipulation of fate.

  For example Xu Fei.

  Half an hour ago, Xu Fei and Zhou Changan laughed loudly in the face of the collapse of the bulls' defense line at 3830. As the saying goes, "it is better to chase the poor with th ...

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