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... goodstudy, daydayup! ' It's not easy to take out something of this level, isn't it?
The old man turned his head slowly, revealing his old face that looked like dried orange peel, a dilapidated big hat on his head, a gray-blue linen robe on his body, and a pair of old hands that looked like dead branches.
Not only is he hunchbacked, but his figure is a little shrunken. No matter how you look at him, he is an old man who is about to hang up.
But Wang Hao never dared to ...
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