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... pring breeze!
"Wan Chuanxiong, didn’t you say that I was nothing more than a slightly larger ant? That you could crush me any time you wanted?"
"What about now?"
Su Luo descended from the sky, looking at the mortally wounded Wan Chuanxiong, and spoke coldly.
These words were like several slaps, fiercely striking Wan Chuanxiong’s face, assaulting his dignity.
It made Wan Chuanxiong involuntarily spit out another mouthful of blood, gasping more than breathing ...
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