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... sweat band muttered.
"That kind of light body, I have never seen it before."
"Anyway... where is the master." Feitan was gloomy as always, looking at Nitro's back, "Looking at his clothes, he might be a martial artist from the Ozma Federation."
"Hey, a martial artist? I want to learn from him."
Wo Jin clenched his fists and said excitedly.
While they were discussing the identity of the white-robed old man, Nitro suddenly turned his head across the road, stretc ...
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