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... were so tightly knitted together that he could pinch a fly to death. He took a step back with great resistance.
His muscles were taut, and his shirt stuck to his arm. The bulging shape of his muscles was obvious, making him look like a wild hooligan.
Cen Juan looked at the young man for a few seconds and raised his eyebrows.” Uncle Fu, why aren’t you continuing?”
Fu Pei pursed his thin lips so tightly that his voice almost came out of his throat.
“Don’t even thin ...
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