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... ime is not too early. Farmers in the countryside are used to getting up early to work. Although there are not many people going in and out of the village, such beautiful sports cars are rarely seen in places like Guanjiacun, especially boys. No man does not like it. It ’s a car, so most of the onlookers are men, and pointing people, some people can recognize that this is a sports car worth millions.

The man on the sidelines was calm from start to finish, as if the person on the sidelines ...

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