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... the side also recognized the huge burly figure, smiling authentically.

He took out a cigar from his pocket, lit it, and took a deep breath.

Roger squinted at the golden lion and sneered: "Isn't this guy bald too?"

The golden lion was immediately furious: "What do you say!!"

"I am the Mediterranean, do you understand!!"

"And if it wasn't for you bastard, I wouldn't have been stuck in the head by the rudder in that storm!!"

Roger touched his head and smile ...

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